“Imogene Duckworthy did not like pigs. She was fairly fond of cattle, having grown up surrounded by them. She hadn't been around pigs much. In fact, this was the first time she'd ever driven toward a pig farm.” — Kaye George Copy Share Image
“That's it, Uncle Huey!" Imogene Duckworthy whipped off her apron and flung it onto the slick, stainless steel counter. "I quit!" If only her… — Kaye George Copy Share Image
“Imogene Duckworthy did not like pigs. She was fairly fond of cattle, having grown up surrounded by them. She hadn't been around pigs much.… — Kaye George Copy Share Image
“There was that sound again--snap, then a footfall. She tried to whirl around as a dark form--Dear God--sprang with a splash from the darkness--grabbed… — Kaye George Copy Share Image
“There has always been the wind. Since our planet began to turn, there has been the wind. This ball of dirt and fire and… — Kaye George Copy Share Image
“Immy knocked on his open door. "Mr. Mallett?" The look on his narrow face was pained. "What's with the Mr. Mallett? When you don't… — Kaye George Copy Share Image
