“She opened her sketchbook, carefully tore out several pages and handed them to Nasser--three detailed color sketches of three flowers. Leafing through the pages, he translated the message. A petunia: Your presence soothes me. A peppermint flower: warmth of feeling.… — Kaye Thornbrugh Copy Share Image
“She won't come back here like that," Lee said weakly. "Lightning never strikes the same place twice, right?" Filo stopped in the doorway, one… — Kaye Thornbrugh Copy Share
“In that moment, she had felt like there wasn't a place in the world he wouldn't go with her, and she couldn't think of… — Kaye Thornbrugh Copy Share
“She opened her sketchbook, carefully tore out several pages and handed them to Nasser--three detailed color sketches of three flowers. Leafing through the pages,… — Kaye Thornbrugh Copy Share
“Feronia played at politics the way she played chess--shrewdly, always thinking about her next move. In this game, Feronia was queen, and Byrony a… — Kaye Thornbrugh Copy Share
“October twenty-second..." Lee read, trailing off as she reached the year. Her insides went cold. She whirled around, her voice quavering. "What is this?… — Kaye Thornbrugh Copy Share
“Nasser found himself imagining her, without wanting to: those large green eyes, and freckles, and sweet bow lips.” — Kaye Thornbrugh Copy Share
“Great," Lee sighed, side-stepping through. "Just when I thought I'd gotten out of wandering through the creepy graveyard, you find another way." Smiling as… — Kaye Thornbrugh Copy Share
“Jason shrugged and turned away, the kids trailing after him. "I sincerely hope," he told them quietly, "that you learned a little something about… — Kaye Thornbrugh Copy Share
“Nasser found himself imagining her, without wanting to: those large green eyes, and freckles, and sweet boy lips.” — Kaye Thornbrugh Copy Share
