Hosted by Rose City Reader Beginning: To the public eye, the spouse of well-known authors are all but invisible, and no one knew it better than Lisey Landon. Hosted by Freda’s Voice Page 56 Not in my dream, of course not, she tells herself, and this seems reasonable. Up ahead is room 319, which is […]
Hosted by Rose City Reader Beginning Balanced atop the highest spire of the Salt Lake City Temple, gleaming in the Utah sun, a statue of the angel Moroni stands watch over Salt Lake City with his golden trumpet raised. Hosted by Freda’s Voice Page 56 More specifically, he devoted much time and energy to attempting […]
Hosted by Rose City Reader Beginning: It was her idea to tie up the nun. The dormitory lights were cut every night at ten. Locked into their rooms, girls commanded to a cemetery silence before sleep, waking at dawn for morning prayers. Hosted by Freda’s Voice Page 56 She understood he was waiting for lies […]
Hosted by Rose City Reader Beginning: I ran a hand over my stomach. I was going to be sick. Hosted by Freda’s Voice Page 56 “You must choose Catherine,” he said. Not just once, but every day. Choose to be here.” The Book: Save
Hosted by Rose City Reader Beginning: I am writing this account, in another man’s book, by candlelight, inside the belly of a fish. I have been eaten. I have been eaten, yet I am still living. Hosted by Freda’s Voice Page 56 Today I shall paint a sky, lest I forget it. I shall hang […]
Hosted by Rose City Reader Beginning: Not for a long time, an argument had broken out over breakfast at number four, Privet Drive. Mr. Vernon Dursey had been woken in the early hours of the morning by a loud, hooting noise from his nephew Harry’s room. Hosted by Freda’s Voice Page 56 […]
Hosted by Rose City Reader Beginning: Lolita, light of my life. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. Hosted by Freda’s Voice Page 56 The passion I had developed for that […]
Hosted by Rose City Reader Beginning: It was a solecism of the worst kind. He sneezed loudly, wetly, and quite unforgivably into the woman’s face. Hosted by Freda’s Voice Page 56 People liked to say that the wrong streetsof Acton got the heat of the day and that’s why things were so different […]
Hosted by Rose City Reader Beginning: When Mr. Bilbo Baggins of Bag End announced that he would shortly be celebrating his eleventy-first birthday with a party of special significence, there was much talk and excitment in Hobbiton. Hosted by Freda’s Voice Page 56 “There was more than one party at work, Frodo. […]
Hosted by Rose City Reader Beginning: Scarlet O’Hara was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were. Hosted by Freda’s Voice Page 56 When Scarlet was a year old, and more healthy and vigorous than a baby girl had any right to […]