It's a lovely answer and takes me entirely by surprise. I hadn't realized we were having a serious conversation, or I think I would've given a better….

I felt like I was watching the transfomation of two people: Victor to wolf, and Cole to someone else. I was the only one here, staying the same..

Get some money, buy a red coffeepot, move out. Find a new place to plug it in..

Without turning on the light, I went to my bed and lay down, my arm thrown across the mattress, my hand aching because Grace wasn't underneath it.

It felt wrong to be so proud of something that I had absolutely nothing to do with, but I couldn't help myself..

He slouched back in his seat, looking tired, and leaned his face on his shoulder to look at me while he played with my hair. He started to hum a song….

I started down but Sam caught my arm and knelt down himself to look. "For crying out loud," he said. "It's a racoon." "Poor thing," I said. "It could….

Delia was an overbearing cake with condescending frosting, and frankly, I was on a diet..

I really love nature. I grew up in the country. But one of the things about nature is that it is beautiful but it's also very dangerous..

I would like to say that I was inspired to write 'Shiver' by some overwhelming belief in true love, but here's my true confession: I wrote 'Shiver' b….

Are there any other missing persons living under your roof? Elvis? Jimmy Hoffa? Amelia Earhart? I'd just like full disclosure now, before we go any f….

The big thing in my family growing up is that everybody had to play a musical instrument. We were like the von Trapps..

I can see her clearly, standing on the rock beside Peg Gratton, unflinching before Eaton and the rest of the race committee. I can't remember when I'….

She liked to imagine him stealing a glimpse of her over the backyard fence, proudly watching his strange daughter daydream under the beech tree. Blue….

I folded myself against her body, breathing in the smell of my new life and matching my heartbeat to hers" Sam, Linger.

It could kill you," Maura said. Then there was the awkward moment that arrives when two thirds of the people in the room know that the other third is….

It was about falling asleep with Sam's chest pressed against my back so I could feel his heart slow to match mine. It was about growing up and realiz….

It's for personal reasons," I say stiffly, which is what my mother had always told me to say about things that had to do with fighting with your brot….

I hated it. I hated this. I hated feeling so terrible because of someone else..

I can't tell the difference," I said. "Between not fighting and giving up..

It was a sort of ferocious, quiet beauty, the sort that wouldn't let you admire it. The sort of beauty that always hurt..