Book Preview The wind is with them, and she watches from the ship’s rail as the hard places disappear, fortress and stony beach and the long humped quay at Hellevoetsluis, the church and bell tower reduced in minutes to dark notches on the horizon. It is Saturday, and the church bells were ringing as they … Read more
Book Preview THE ANGEL APPEARED on Paradise Hill the night of the fall equinox, light and dark dividing evenly over the world. As the sun set that September evening behind the horizon of Conrad Morrisey’s garden, the moon rose over the far side of the hill, and a musical wind took up among the trees. … Read more
Book Preview HERE’S VIDA NOW, passing through the faint bars of afternoon sunlight striping the lane, come to meet Manford. High above her head, in a perfect proscenium arch, the boughs of the oak trees rise and fall on the wind. Pairs of clouds slide by, soundless against the blue sky. Vida’s long shadow trails … Read more