Honoria took the cloche off and shrugged off the coat with the white fox collar, laying them on one of the small tables flanking the door. She sniffed. Thanks to the croup, her sense of smell was still off. Yet Read More …
Not every city has a river running through it. And not many women plan a rendezvous at a San Antonio River Walk hotel during Fiesta Week after years of self-imposed celibacy. I was about to make history. — Nancy G. Read More …
When Will Rees finally arrived home, much later than he’d expected, he found his sister Caroline in the front parlor. Again. Since Rees and his wife Lydia had returned from Salem several weeks ago, Caroline visited often and always with Read More …
Saturday, January 18, 2020 5:47 A.M. After the storm passed, in the chilly hour before dawn, the last of the “space zombies” found their way back to their nest in the derelict house. From his command post, the squad leader Read More …
If only I could learn to say no, I wouldn’t be perched on a barstool in a redneck bar, breathing secondhand smoke and pretending to flirt with men sporting baseball caps and Confederate bandanas, their eyes riveted on my Victoria’s Read More …
Randy Alderson Spelling looks more like a girl than a woman. So tiny she’s nearly lost in the cushions of my office couch. Her legs jut out over the floor until she scoots forward and places her feet squarely on Read More …
The Market is not a quiet place. Thousands of people stroll the streets and sidewalks, chattering and calling to each other… Street musicians sing and play guitars… Vendors proclaim their wares, and customers barter for better prices on beans and Read More …
It was entirely my own fault, of course. I know better than to ignore the voice. At least I always do in retrospect… — Jessica Estevao, Whispers Beyond the Veil Jessica Estevao has launched a terrific new series with Whispers Read More …
She grabbed a paperweight and faced the large man, drawing back her arm. “I’m warning you. I was starting pitcher in the Girls’ State Fastpitch Softball Championships.” The man laughed, rich and throaty. “Go ahead. Throw it.” Gethsemane hurled the Read More …
My name is Carol Childs. I’m a reporter… And now, right in front of me was exactly what I needed, a damn good story. — Shadow of Doubt, Nancy Cole Silverman Nancy Cole Silverman worked both on the air and behind Read More …