Some of the best conversations happen in a parked car, twenty minutes after you both said you should get going.
You can spend a day trying a completely different job, with someone there to help you. What would you want to try?
Hotels will charge extra for a beautiful view and then arrange every comfortable chair to face the television.
“It wasn’t for me” is a useful distinction in a review. Not enjoying something doesn’t necessarily mean it was badly made.
You know a friend is a real one when they tell you there’s spinach in your teeth and then go right back to listening.
Somewhere, a spare button is still waiting to rescue a shirt that hasn’t been seen in fifteen years.
There’s arriving early, and then there’s arriving early enough to check whether the invitation said today.
The best part of a big family gathering is often the ten minutes in the kitchen with one person while you both pretend to look for a serving spoon.
Getting the wrong order becomes a more complicated complaint once you’ve tasted it and want it again.
What ordinary activity would become surprisingly entertaining if it had professional sports commentary?
Beth had thirteen names on a list and a lemon cake in mind. Then she called her sister to ask what she wanted for her birthday.
“The Day She Chose,” this week’s Where Love Returns Conversation:
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If you've been thinking about picking up The Quiet Wave, there's still time.
My tennis thriller is $0.99 on Kindle through tomorrow morning. After that, it returns to $4.99.
I hope you'll enjoy getting to know these characters as much as I enjoyed writing them.
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