Publication Year: 2006
Published by: West Virginia University Press
for Sara Pritchard
The boy stopped. He listened to the night sounds in the alley. He...
The sound of a guitar echoed up from the placeta, but it was nothing like the ...
She felt good, and for Madeleine James good meant more alive. Apparently ...
The morning after he'd shut Irene out, Cy woke up and was not sick. He ...
Asur begged at the door of the cathedral, the door where tourists were directed ...
Sam worked the mastic onto the wall with a trowel,, displaying the unrushed competence ...
Cy didn't think it was going to be possible to make his rooms look ...
Asur had been shopping in Granada with his mother when they'd lived in the ...
The Lisboa proved hot and bright. Cy felt sick waiting for James, and when she arrived ...
Asur wandered down the first block of Elvira out of the plaza, picking pizza ...
Cy stood at the counter in Nujaila, the Moroccan bakery on Caldereria Nueva. ...
Although the morning was mostly spent, Cy still wore a bathrobe, a beautiful old thing worn soft, with a silk rope ...
Sam clicked his cell phone shut and slipped it into his pocket. "Inshallah," he ...
The train clacked and rocked as only a slow train can. Outside it was dark, the few lights far away. Motion was reduced to a sound, the sound of wind. ...
In the plaza, Asur sat talking to one of the wild boys, the runaways, who ...
Sam knew making deals in Morocco almost always involved drinking too much mint ...
They met, as agreed, in the late afternoon, after a long nap in their rooms at the ...
Asur had not dared to put a dress on again. He kept his hair in a rubber band ...
In the garden, the wind in the palm trees made a dry sound, like a great fan ...
Cy filled the watering can at the spigot and lifted it to his hip, resting it there ...
Asur sat down on a bench in the Plaza Nueva, a small white sack of mandarin ...
James had left early, before dawn. It had been the hour when Cy most ...
"If you did that, could you get by?" James shifted uneasily, not liking the question. She leaned down and picked up ...
Cy worked the extra material in the waistband of his pants around to the back, where the ...
James stood in the shower, rinsing in a stream of cold water. She gasped, but it was an old habit. Not a mortification, ...
For attending to this story while I was writing it, I am grateful to Keith Oderman, ...
About the Author
Page Count: 266
Publication Year: 2006
OCLC Number: 794702219
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