“We stared at each other for a long moment. His hand smoldered against my skin. In my face, I knew there was nothing but wistful sadness―I didn't want to have to say goodbye now, no matter for how short a… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“Why, Uncle?” Jacob asked. “Why are they doing this?” Abruptly, Avi pulled the Adler around a corner onto a street that, for the moment at least, was as quiet as it was deserted. Avi slammed on the brakes and shut… — Joel C. Rosenberg Copy Share Image
