Just Before Dark
by Jim Harrison
We drove south along Route 285, through an obstacle course of tumbleweeds and dust devils, and by cafes with hand-painted signs boasting green chili hot enough to keep Satan in Hell.
by Sarah J. Sloat
A line may turn a corner when you least expect it, taking you somewhere you had no idea you wanted to go (oh, but you do!)
The Art of Racing in the Rain
by Garth Stein
At our first appointment the veterinarian revealed a predilection for the company of dogs over most people.