It wasn’t every day a guy saw a headless beaver…
Blue concentrated on counting her breaths, hoping that would calm…
The Beav’s contempt for fashion clearly carried over into nightwear.
April Robillard closed out her e-mail. What would Dean say…
April’s lips parted in shock. Dean stiffened. “What are you…
As the driver pulled away, Dean tucked his thumbs in…
Riley Patriot lived in Nashville, Tennessee, in a white brick…
The faintest threads of morning light crept through the lace…
The small, weathered cottage sat behind a dilapidated picket fence.
April and Dean both came into town to get her.
Two SUVs with tinted windows pulled up in front of…
Half a dozen indignant responses raced through Blue’s mind before…
Blue finally located Dean in the weeds behind the barn.
When Dean got back that afternoon, he discovered Jack and…
She’d noticed the woman earlier, bony and bitter-faced, with harsh…
Riley sat huddled on the top step, a butcher knife…
“Where the hell have you been?” Dean wore a biscuit-colored…
Blue’s bedroom might be the smallest on the second floor,…
After dinner, Nita announced that she’d wait in the living…
June, with all its heat and humidity, began unwinding over…
Blue gazed at the finished portrait before she left the…
Dean stood at the edge of the path. They were…
Blue swiped a highlighting blush across her cheekbones. The soft…
Blue arrived at the farm an hour late. She’d traded…
First Blue painted a series of gypsy caravans, some tucked…
Tuxedos must have been invented just to be worn by…