“Swallowing hard, she looked at him. He raised his eyes from the frothy concoction on his spoon at the precise moment she… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Circenn moved swiftly, intending to catch the tear upon his finger, kiss it away, then kiss away all her pain and fear,… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Good night, Lisa. Sleep with the angels." Her eyes stung from quick tears. It had been her mother's nightly benediction: Sleep with… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
