“When she started back she saw a blue jay perched atop the feeder. She stopped dead and held her breath. It stood large and polished and looked royally remote from the other birds busy feeding and she could nearly believe… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“She didn’t turn but ran down the length of the beach, searching the sand and the water, looking for any hint as to where the body had been moved. “What, Alex?” Jay shouted. “You saw a corpse, but it rolled… — Heather Graham Copy Share Image
