The ocean was breathing like a giant animal when I pushed my key into the lock—slow, steady, indifferent—and then I heard the laugh…
THE STORM AT HOUSE NO. 42 The windshield wipers on Elena’s Ford F-150 screeched rhythmically, struggling to clear the sheets of rain cascading…
Part 1 “Take a shower, sweetheart.” The words came a split second before the shove. Lennox Carver felt a pair of hands slam…
Part 1 The wind off the Hindu Kush came in low and bitter that morning, scraping across the forward operating base in Helmand…
My husband texted me: ‘I’m stuck having dinner at my mom’s, love you!’ Little did he know, I was sitting just three tables…
My husband texted me: ‘I’m stuck having dinner at my mom’s, love you!’ Little did he know, I was sitting just three tables…
Chapter 1: The Silent Suspicion It started on a foggy Tuesday night. Mark came home late, muttering about a real estate project in…
Chapter 1: The Silent Suspicion It started on a foggy Tuesday night. Mark came home late, muttering about a real estate project in…
Chapter 1: Stepping Out of the Fire My name is Elena Hart. The day I signed the divorce papers, I didn’t cry. While…
Chapter 1: Stepping Out of the Fire My name is Elena Hart. The day I signed the divorce papers, I didn’t cry. While…