Each year we try a different adult event for the city.

Winter gets long. We're trying to offer something fun in the middle of it.

He gave me a look that was almost pitying, and when he smiled it was the smile of a vengeful god. "My dear Veronica, I am suprised you have not already learned -- everyone has a capacity for cruelty. Not everyone gets the chance to exercise it.

That morning everything looked like it was alright.

One of the joys of writing historical fiction is the chance to read as much as you like on a pet subject - so much that you could easily bore your friends senseless on the topic.

A full lifer doesn't commit to anyone until they've committed to her