“The room was large and airy. Shelves lined the walls on three sides, shelves that stretched way above his head, bending under the weight of the hundreds of books stored there. The fourth wall was covered in old newspaper, yellowed… — Patricia Forde Copy Share Image
“John Noa moved slowly toward the window. Old age had not been kind to him, and though he could still sit a horse, his rigid joints grew more painful by the day. Looking down from his lofty vantage point, he could see the town below on the cusp of waking. A lone wolf stood in the square, his head tilted… — Patricia Forde Copy Share
“She hurried through the door to where she could see the counter. At first, she thought the boy had left, and then she saw… — Patricia Forde Copy Share Image
“If we give ourselves up to our feelings, aren’t we destined to make the same mistakes all over again?” — Patricia Forde Copy Share Image
“It was busy in Central Kitchen. The line snaked around the walls and tailed out the door, past the two burly gavvers and onto… — Patricia Forde Copy Share Image
“that they were no different than the beetle or the rat. Their arrogance would not survive his determination. He noticed that his hands were… — Patricia Forde Copy Share Image
“apples, strawberries, raspberries, and blackberries. There were no pineapples.” — Patricia Forde Copy Share Image
“the forest glowered in the evening light, surrounding the town with its secrets and its plots, casting dark shadows on their lives. To her… — Patricia Forde Copy Share Image
“The room was large and airy. Shelves lined the walls on three sides, shelves that stretched way above his head, bending under the weight… — Patricia Forde Copy Share Image
