“Thanks. I was looking for”—he pulled a scrap of paper from his pocket—“Ms. Jeffries. She teaches Shakespeare, poor woman. Do you know where I can find her?” Cynda pointed to Anna right as she stood to leave. “Oh, sorry. I… — Tracy Ewens Copy Share Image
“After the news Kate had called him with last night, Grady found himself wishing there was more than coffee in his cup. There was… — Tracy Ewens Copy Share
“Their story was nothing like a romantic movie despite the epic crowd scene. Theirs was a tale of clumsy beginnings, quick getaways, and right… — Tracy Ewens Copy Share
“It’s a trust thing and it builds my confidence. My instructor has faith in me to save us both. I’m given that opportunity and… — Tracy Ewens Copy Share
“My instructor has faith in me to save us both. I’m given that opportunity and I’m stronger as a result. Kind of beautiful, isn’t… — Tracy Ewens Copy Share
“She was the baby and the sister most likely being lectured when their mother assessed all four of them and scrunched her face. “Meg,… — Tracy Ewens Copy Share
“She once watched a documentary and learned that the brain was 2 percent of a human’s body weight, and it was a testament to… — Tracy Ewens Copy Share
“Cynda and her current crazy boyfriend. This one was a nude painter. He didn’t paint nudes, he painted in the nude.” — Tracy Ewens Copy Share
“joy and love came from so many places and often went hand in hand with pain.” — Tracy Ewens Copy Share
“there’s a lot of pressure this year with the team. I don’t have the luxury of fairies and whatever other crap is in your… — Tracy Ewens Copy Share
“she surveyed the chaos of her apartment and told herself, as she had almost every morning for the past two years, that she would… — Tracy Ewens Copy Share
“Okay, well, this has been enlightening and insulting, so thank you for both.” — Tracy Ewens Copy Share
“Let’s not launch into another round of how hot the not-so-new football coach is again, please.” “Excuse me,” a deep voice from behind Annabelle… — Tracy Ewens Copy Share
“he watched as the crowd walked around the heart. It was no longer in a box. Towner would be proud as that metaphor struck… — Tracy Ewens Copy Share
“Then I shower, meet some of my entitled friends for a morning of tennis. We retire to some bar or restaurant for food, booze,… — Tracy Ewens Copy Share
