When Christian pushes into the brick wall of the building catty-corner to the rear of BB&Bโfirst left on the Dark Zone sideโand disappears, I melt down in a fit of the giggles. I toss a rock at the spot where he vanished. It bounces off the brick and clatters to the cobblestone. I'm feeling twenty shades of Harry Potter's train station, especially when he pokes his head out of the wall and says impatiently, "Come on, lass. This is hardly my favorite place to be.
Karen Marie MoningI was a twenty-two-year-old single white female alone in a strange country where my sister had been killed.
Karen Marie MoningI hope when I'm ninety-five the only things I want are free: love, family, a good home-cooked meal.
Karen Marie MoningBasque and Celt. Criminals and barbarians. I didn't think there could be a more primitive pairing of genes.
Karen Marie MoningAlthough love could grow in times of peace, it tempered in battle. Daddy told me once - when I'd said something about how perfect his relationship with Mom was - that I should have seen the first five years of their marriage, that they'd fought like hellions, crashed into each other like two giant stones. That eventually they'd eroded each other into the perfect fit, become a single wall, nestled into each other's curves and hollows, her strengths chinking his weaknesses, her weaknesses reinforced by his strengths.
Karen Marie Moning