“The woman trembled, eyes wide as she stared at the bluff. Her teeth pressed against her lower lip hard enough he wouldn’t… — Lynda K. Scott Alternate-worlds Copy Share Image
“Meanwhile, he would continue to play the big, friendly dog. He sat by the counter. Grinned. Wagged his tail.” — Lynda K. Scott Copy Share Image
“Books are written little by little...as the cat eats the fish.” — Lynda K. Scott Author-quotes Copy Share Image
