“Taking hold of the port side, he shoved it backward into the water and threw himself into it as the Stephen King equivalent of Curious George dropped from its branch and came loping after him, shrieking insanely.” — Brian Harmon Copy Share Image
“returned to bed. She was concerned, of course, and wanted to know what had happened, why he had risen and dressed, where he had” — Brian Harmon Copy Share Image
“overpowered by the simple logic that he did not have anywhere to be. He returned to his pillow without a word” — Brian Harmon Copy Share Image
“weight. Now that she’d accepted that there was nothing wrong with being larger than a size zero, she’d filled out her figure with magnificently… — Brian Harmon Copy Share Image
“door as quietly as he could and gazed around at the darkened windows of his neighbors’ houses, very nearly” — Brian Harmon Copy Share Image
“Where the hell did they find these guys? He thought bouncers were supposed to look like heavyweight wrestlers. These guys were built more like… — Brian Harmon Copy Share Image
“windows and doors. His thoughts kept returning to the parked PT Cruiser in the driveway. ” — Brian Harmon Copy Share Image
“rushing back to him in an instant, and with it came that awful feeling of gut-wrenching fear and foreboding with which he’d awakened each… — Brian Harmon Copy Share Image
“Meanwhile, Furious George continued his noisy tantrum. Long arms flailing wildly, massive teeth exposed, the angry creature charged out into the water, splashing and… — Brian Harmon Copy Share Image
“the doorjamb, clothed in only her favorite pajama top, her arms crossed over her chest as if chilled. “You know,” she said finally, “there’s… — Brian Harmon Copy Share Image
“The cell phone remained dead, and that odd chill was in the air again, suggesting that he was no longer in the Wisconsin he… — Brian Harmon Copy Share Image
