“Jejeune bent to look out the window again. There was not a single body of land between here and the North Pole. In winter, the storms off the North Sea would be punishing, but in the spring, Sand Martins would… — Steve Burrows Copy Share Image
“He spent the morning at the beach. He had no idea which one, just some open stretch of coastline reaching out to the sea.… — Steve Burrows Copy Share
“It had been like this forever, thought Domenic Jejeune. For a thousand years and more, men and women had been greeted by these same… — Steve Burrows Copy Share
“Jejeune bent to look out the window again. There was not a single body of land between here and the North Pole. In winter,… — Steve Burrows Copy Share
“Magic and mystery writing follow the same, time-tested, three-act structure to stage their drama; set the scene, build the suspense, reveal the answer. In… — Steve Burrows Copy Share
“A charm of Goldfinches swooped in and settled on a stand of thistles, pecking at the down. It was a scene Jejeune had seen… — Steve Burrows Copy Share
