“Another hour of strained silence passed. Hawk left to speak with an aquaintance in another car. "Would you like to tell me… — Kat Martin Copy Share Image
“I know not, but strained silence, so I deem, IS no less ominous than excessive grief.” — Sophocles Copy Share Image
“Another strained silence fell, like a mostly dead mouse dropped at one’s feet by a cat. She” — Eva Leigh Copy Share Image
