But never had he felt more enthralled than he was right now, sitting beside Evie on a weathered old dock, with a blazing afternoon sun, almost brutal in its clarity, bathing everything in pure light. Sweat trickled down his back… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“ON JUNE 28, 1969, THE WEATHER WAS HOT, EIGHTY-SEVEN DEGREES, UNUSUAL FOR THE TIME OF YEAR. NEW YORK CITY GREW STEAMY, AS IF THE HEAT ROSE FROM ITS CORE.” — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
