Thomas Bowman's toupee, alas, was never found. He was somewhat mollified by the gift of a very fine hat from Westcliff on Christmas day.
Lisa KleypasOnce he had taken hold, he did not let go. It was not a handshake, it was a possession.
Lisa KleypasYou're always looking for some new way to tell the same story, but it's how they get to the happy end that is the challenge and the fun for a writer.
Lisa KleypasIt's me, love," he said softly. "Everything's all right." Daisy managed to whisper through dry lips. "If you're a ghost...I hope you haunt me forever." Matthew sat on the floor and reached for her cold hands. "Would a ghost use the door?" he asked gently, bringing her fingers to his scratched, battered face.
Lisa Kleypas