“Laine slowly rolled out of bed. The queen size was one of the few new things in the house. But now, even the new bed felt tainted. It was an inner-spring monument to lies, a petri dish of mendacity she… — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
“I need to ask, are you afraid of spiders?" Nicholas blinked, suddenly caught off guard, "Yes, I'm afraid of spiders." "Were you always?" "What… — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
After Nicholas hung up the phone, he watched his mother carry buckets and garden tools across the couch grass toward a bed that would,… — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
“She put her tongue out and felt the raw edges of the torn silk. She looped her tongue around them and drew them into… — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
“Laine slowly rolled out of bed. The queen size was one of the few new things in the house. But now, even the new… — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
“Laine taped the last box shut. That was it, then: All of Gavin's belongings put away; some for charity, some for the dump, some… — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
“It's easy to love men when you're sixteen. Every year after that, it gets just a little bit harder. Or maybe men just get… — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
“Laine had been very proud of herself last night. Nicholas had talked about ghosts and magic and woven a bit of a spell himself.… — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
Hannah expected this to make her sob even more, but instead she found her tears drying up and her tummy growing warm. How dare… — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
“A month ago, Gavin had given his employer four weeks' notice. "I'll get a job around here," he'd told her. "Something low-stress, part-time, maybe.… — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
“And the kids?" "Quincy, nothing. All she wants to do is look for Saturn's rings and bring home every creature from the pound. Nelson,… — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
“The rain thundered down so heavily that Pritam could imagine that space itself was made of water and was pouring through rents in the… — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
“Tears sprang from her eyes and she bit her lip to stop herself from howling at the bright pain.” — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
