Ani told them all...telling more than needed telling, the stories clarifying and unifying themselves in her mind as she let them spill out of her mouth.

He had a dashing smile. It nearly dashed right off his face.

Mama used to say, you have to know someone a thousand days before you can glimpse her soul.

... If we don't tell strange stories, when something strange happens we won't believe it.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a thirty-something woman in possession of a satisfying career and fabulous hairdo must be in want of very little

Miss Hayes, have you stopped to consider that you might have this all backward? That in fact you are my fantasy?

Throwing herself into learning helped Miri ignore the painful chill of solitude around her.