“It was Lao Jian’s voice. He moved on too quick for our eyes to meet. For now, it was enough that I’d felt his breath, heard his voice, and saw his retreating form running toward the Trout Creek line.” — Barry Brennessel Copy Share Image
“She stood there, half lit by the street lamp, her diamond choker sparkling. A knot formed in my stomach, and I knew it wasn’t… — Barry Brennessel Copy Share Image
“It rested flat on a surface. A cushion or a mattress. The toes curled up. Then another foot appeared, suspended in air until a… — Barry Brennessel Copy Share Image
“He lunged for me, but stopped short of hitting me, instead taking hold of my arm and pulling me toward him. ‘If I ever… — Barry Brennessel Copy Share Image
“The Ondřej feeling swept over him. The very thing he tried to explain to Sheila over the phone from France. The feeling that drove… — Barry Brennessel Copy Share Image
“Alicia, enough!’ We all froze. My dad had only invoked his Code Red Warning: You’ve Done It Now voice twice in my lifetime. The… — Barry Brennessel Copy Share Image
“She could work any situation to her advantage, instantly turning herself into the life of the party, whether it was some soirée for an… — Barry Brennessel Copy Share Image
“I’m not certain how we accomplished it, but roughly three and a quarter hours later, as the moon dipped to its lowest point in… — Barry Brennessel Copy Share Image
“You know,’ the woman said, ‘I’ve heard tell that there’s a speck of gold for every ten thousand bread crumbs on the planet. Do… — Barry Brennessel Copy Share Image
“The little plastic figure swung back and forth against Marco’s hip, as if trying to keep up with him. No — not keeping up.… — Barry Brennessel Copy Share Image
“I know we haven’t been formally introduced, Nathan,’ she said, ‘but I feel like I know practically everything about you.’ She picked up my… — Barry Brennessel Copy Share Image
“She turned. ‘I’m quite serious, you know. I plan to murder him tonight.’ She touched my leg again; my muscles tensed. ‘I’ve got it… — Barry Brennessel Copy Share Image
“I stood for a few moments, looking for the Little Dipper. ‘Howdy, Breandan,’ I whispered. ‘Look at me now. Can you believe my predicament?” — Barry Brennessel Copy Share Image
