“When he was finished, he set his plate down, looked at me, and raised an eyebrow. I leaned forward and whispered angrily, “I am not going to sit on your lap, so don’t get your hopes up, Mister.” He still… — Colleen Houck Copy Share Image
“In a husky whisper he recited the prophecy to her. When he finished she stirred in the crook of his arm. “ That is your song?” “ Huh , yes.” “But, it’s beautiful!” With a start, Hunter realized he thought… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
