Thursday, May 31, 2012

Katie's parents, both teachers, rigged the vote to guarantee she would lose the class election, believing the humbling experience would be "a good teaching moment" for the family.

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Turnip Tucker was a gambling man so he took his chances with love.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Stumbling on his childhood hiding place, he was transported back to that happier time.

Monday, May 28, 2012

At dinner each of the guests sat in a bubble of their own self-importance and while they were only inches apart they were too far away for any meaningful connection.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

The squirrel mocked me without cease, its tail twitching with mischief.

Saturday, May 26, 2012

She took Tango lessons to prepare herself for the day she could dance on her enemies' graves.

Friday, May 25, 2012

As a reporter she knew the truth was like a greased pig — you were more likely to end up covered in mud and holding onto nothing but air than find it — yet in her personal life she held on to a view so black and white it would have made a bible-thumping Baptist preacher blush.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

The rumors Ted told were so ridiculous eventually even he found them not worth spreading.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

The clouds hung low in the valley and the wind carried the smell of decay from the river.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

The battle lines drawn, the neighbors hunkered down in their respective hovels and prepared for the long war ahead, which would be filled with calls to the cops and late-night sorties to perform small, but highly annoying acts of vandalism.

Monday, May 21, 2012

Time seemed to shift and sway for Trudy, memories and current events all a jumble.

Sunday, May 20, 2012

The bullet ripped through him and sent him tumbling from his horse, stopping his men in their tracks, all raw recruits suddenly unsure of themselves.

Saturday, May 19, 2012

"Trying to find an obscure, long-dead historian was like looking for a sober man on Bourbon Street," he thought, sitting in the New Orleans public library staring at the endless shelves.

Friday, May 18, 2012

He carried his gun in a guitar case because he was a traditionalist.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Their attempts at improvement made their products unwieldy, ugly and superfluous.

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

"The well had dried up and it was time to move on," he later recalled, his face still wearing the brutality of those years.

Monday, May 14, 2012

The men's humor was course and of the gallows variety and grated on Trey, with his Cambridge education, as they lay in the trench waiting for the Germans to attack.

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Friday, May 11, 2012

Words often lodged themselves in Lilly's mind, bouncing around as she went about her daily tasks and today it was "palimpsest"she couldn't shake.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

the down-and-out wine taster held his nose and swigged the cheap booze, recalling a time when only the high-dollar stuff passed between his lips.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

When younger, he loved blustery weather - spitting rain, a hint of a chill and a roaring wind - but as he grew older he hoped for nothing more than days filled with warmth and calm.

Monday, May 7, 2012

Patricia Patrice McPatrick came from a family obsessed with the New England Patriots and alliteration.

Sunday, May 6, 2012

The media was clamoring at their door on Tuesday and had forgotten their names by Friday.

Saturday, May 5, 2012

The dying man's last words: "His voice...It was reedy," left the detectives wondering if the killer had a high pitched voice or went by the name Reedy.

Friday, May 4, 2012

Temptations, by the standards of the average man, were everywhere in Las Vegas, but Daggert, there for a checkers tournament, cared only for the red and black pieces before him.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

The SUV jumped into gear and slammed into the storefront, cheap lingerie and sex toys cascading into the street.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

All of his coworkers were either clowns or freaks, Burt thought, but then what did he expect from a traveling circus.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

"Martha Stewart and hippies are a lot alike," she mused. "They both like to make their own stuff."