“Each morning fog rolls over the bay and caresses the Golden Gate, the most picturesque bridge in the world. In the evenings night descends from heaven like some mystical force of nature, alerting hearts that something wonderful is about to… — Bobby Underwood Copy Share Image
“All families were like that, with their private damage they kept among themselves, ghosts they lived with that only other family members knew about.” — Bobby Underwood Copy Share Image
“I never had a more wonderful time with anyone than I had with Mary that afternoon. I won her a small stuffed bear, and… — Bobby Underwood Copy Share Image
“Off in the distance big white cruise ships had pulled into port, glistening beneath the Mexican sun. Vacationers for whom murder was not on… — Bobby Underwood Copy Share Image
“Fate had somehow conspired against me, giving me a life of its choosing rather than my own. No one would really miss me if… — Bobby Underwood Copy Share Image
“A singular, frightening truth begins to set in: we’re all just a few bad breaks away from falling through the cracks and disappearing. As… — Bobby Underwood Copy Share Image
“No one was more curious and excited about other cultures and peoples than Caroline. She sometimes still remembered facts about cultures, ancient secrets and… — Bobby Underwood Copy Share Image
“We lived in a me-first world obsessed with morally inconsequential celebrities of dubious motivations and shallow character. How or why these people had become… — Bobby Underwood Copy Share Image
“Her face, especially those lovely eyes, filled with amusement. She whispered, “Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men?” I laughed and… — Bobby Underwood Copy Share Image
“I was empty and lonely, unable to remember the last time I'd felt any real happiness, or if I ever had at all. I… — Bobby Underwood Copy Share Image
“The painting was so vibrant and alive with summertime that it seemed to fill the entire room with light. It depicted a small town… — Bobby Underwood Copy Share Image
“I don’t know if I’ll get in with all the bad in life I done. But at least when Saint Peter, or whoever they… — Bobby Underwood Copy Share Image
“Each morning fog rolls over the bay and caresses the Golden Gate, the most picturesque bridge in the world. In the evenings night descends… — Bobby Underwood Copy Share Image
