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.
Max looked at his watch for the umpteenth time since they’d left home. ‘Do you really think this is a good idea?’...
The Pratt & Whitney radial engines rasped and hunted as they struggled to inhale the high-altitude air.
Thank you so much for picking up this book and peeling back the first page to discover its contents.
Here’s the thing about life-shattering days. They start just like any other.
Max looked at his watch, and a sinking realisation that he was late plunged through him.
A country boy of ten living near Boneville was, recently, walking to his house in the vicinity of a large oak tree, when a violent storm arose.
It is so easy to overestimate the importance of one defining moment and underestimate the value of making small improvements on a daily basis.
‘Tie them up,’ Baron Lassigny ordered. ‘They’re under arrest.’
I ’m not afraid of flying. The chances of dying in a plane crash for the average frequent flyer are one in eleven million.
