“Watching her walk away, Emily felt as dirty as if she’d been watching porn. The craving came on like a fever, as if a coal had been stoked within and blurred the edges of reasonable thought. Rather than push it… — Kelly J. Ford Copy Share Image
“Then an ache no bigger than a marble pulsed inside Emily, an ache born in the woods across the creek. An ache that beat… — Kelly J. Ford Copy Share Image
“Where she was headed, the cast iron skillet had been seasoned before she was born. Her” — Kelly J. Ford Copy Share Image
“Watching her walk away, Emily felt as dirty as if she’d been watching porn. The craving came on like a fever, as if a… — Kelly J. Ford Copy Share Image
