Extracts

Though it seemed to be impossible, even miraculous, it happened.

The sounds of Watterson create a rhythm.

Women today have more opportunities than our mothers and grandmothers ever had, and yet the societal structures we must navigate to claim and own some of these opportunities can still lead us to question our abilities and our power.

‘Thank you, Amsterdam, and good night!’

ecades of research overwhelmingly shows that the number one factor that helps us adapt to challenging circumstances is social support.

The touch of his hand, lightly circling my belly button, woke me. Still half-asleep, I enjoyed the feel of his fingers tracing lower.

Some men speak of angels and devils.

Four fifty-three in the morning was too early for anything.

CARTER VON OEHSON MIXED himself a tall gin and tonic from behind the polished mahogany bar of his father’s billiard room, topping it off with a squeeze of lime.

She lies perfectly still, listening in case they draw closer, in case these strangers come for her.

Roto. You’ve probably never heard of it and I don’t blame you.

Eliza has never seen a land that looks so very much like blood.

Here he is in the furthest corner of an antique desert, just one of a string of people who move silently across the sand.

When is the last time you had fun? I’m serious. Think about it.

The first three men came stumbling into town shortly after ten a.m., babbling of dark shapes and eerie screams and their missing buddy Scott and their other buddy Tim, who set out from their campsite before dawn to get help.

THE VIDEO SHOWS a little girl alone in her bedroom.

There aren’t many rules of singlehood, but I have made a few for myself in the two (if anyone asks, but really it’s four) years in which I’ve been single.

There was a stone under my right buttock, but I didn’t want to move.

Tim Goode grabbed the edge of the desk and pushed his padded chair away from the radar console, rolling it forward and back, bleeding off nervous energy while he took a scant moment to study the electronic blip moving northeast.

Matthew Butler cocked his head to one side, considering the big-boned blonde in front of him.

On 15 October 1888, Wellington’s Evening Post newspaper published a succinct birth notice: ‘Beauchamp — On 14th October, the wife of Mr Harold Beauchamp, of a daughter.’

Fliss sat next to Minnie and the little one, letting the soft yet clear notes of song fall into her ears.

When I got to the gym for basketball tryouts tonight, I counted twenty-eight kids. That meant twenty kids would make one of the two teams, and everyone else would get cut. So I liked my odds.