“You know, sometimes I think this is just not it,” he said, his glasses flashing from the early night’s light. He turned toward me in a thoughtful pause. “You know what I mean, Tom?” he asked. “It’s just not.” — Daniel Amory Copy Share Image
“Absorbed in looking at the photos, she said, “What I want to know is, why don’t we have a private island?” She had meant to be facetious, but Dragos’s expression turned thoughtful. “Good question. I’ll have to look into that.” — Thea Harrison Copy Share Image
