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From the camp on the hill they could see everything, the river and the barn with its silos of moldin
The boy isn’t very large. The way things are these days, he figures that’s a plus. He is less of a t
The viaduct killer, named for the location where his victims’ bodies have been discovered, is still
She was dressed like a private detective from a low-budget TV show—a pair of slacks, modest high hee
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Max had made the decision that April morning to close up the bookshop and go away for once and for a
When Stone reached the fairground, having been misdirected twice, he thought it looked more like a g
Sasha came back from Kandahar in pieces, a sack of broken glass in the shape of a woman. She knew he
The men went out in boats to fish the cold waters of the bay because their fathers had, because men
The human condition can be summed up in a drop of blood. Show me a teaspoon of blood and I will reve
Folscyvio saw the Thing in a small cramped shop off the Via Silvia. In fact, he almost passed it by.
Each time Lisa rested her head against Joette’s breasts, she heard the centipedes. In between heartb
He stared bleary-eyed at the broken glass studding the land. This was his crop, seeded over the span
The shore was dark when we showed up, but it would soon be blazing, and that thought was all I neede
The cook didn’t like that the eyes of the dead fish shifted to stare at him as he cut their heads of
You will have heard, no doubt, of the Bergenssen expedition—if only from the manner of its loss. For
On an August morning in the summer of 1960, a man dressed in black shattered the kitchen window at t
The church looked normal from the outside. All steepled and angular in the way of good, rural Indian
Clara Maloney peered down the long Brooklyn block. She and baby Sally had been waiting in the cold f
Me and Molly Bruin were lying on our stomachs atop a sea cliff overlooking Droughans Beach, fresh fr
