Beacon Hill Three years earlier—summer 1994 I met Claude Giraud at dinner at my parents’ house on a summer night just before my twenty-second birthday. I had just graduated from Colby College up in Maine and had moved back home. I hoped to find a job in a Boston…
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An Excerpt – Something To Be Brave For
At my parents’ door, Claude moved close and put his arms around my waist. “I hope we’re going to see a lot of each other, Katie,” he whispered as he put his forehead against mine. “Me, too,” I said. He smiled, let me go—rather quickly, I thought—and walked to his…
An Excerpt from My Forthcoming Novel Something To Be Brave For
“A bad mood?” Claude shouted, coming into the room and standing over the bed. A bad MOOD?” Rose began to cry and I instinctively leaned over, covering her. Claude’s words hissed through clenched teeth an inch from my ear. “You will learn to put her to bed when I tell…
An Excerpt From My Upcoming Novel Something To Be Brave For
“I’ll never make you cry, my little angel,” he whispered. “I’ll never hurt you,” and he engulfed me in his arms. Over the next couple of weeks, Claude took me to the Public Garden for a swan boat ride, the New England Aquarium to see his favorite penguins, and dinner…
An Excerpt From My Upcoming Novel Something To Be Brave For
Beacon Hill Three years earlier—summer 1994 I met Claude Giraud at dinner at my parents’ house on a summer night just before my twenty-second birthday. I had just graduated from Colby College up in Maine and had moved back home. I hoped to find a job in a Boston…