On the day of their son’s funeral, Paul Beecham and his wife Claire stood beneath the arched entrance to the university chapel greeting the long line of visitors. But it was Claire, in a simple black dress, with no jewelry or makeup, who received the full brunt of mourners as they stepped inside out of the bright, humid August morning.

He liked Morganville the moment he drove into town. Not because it was quaint, or at all attractive. Most of the buildings on Main Street were boarded up. Other than a few cars parked outside the only open restaurant, the streets were empty.

In the final days of the Age of Dwindling Resources, Alejandra Sánchez, as young and fearless as a latter-day Joan of Arc marching to war, led a ragtag procession of nearly two hundred women from their city of Santillana del Mar to the sandbanks of Playa El Sable where they gathered to witness the end of the world.

The year she turned fifty, there were two men in Deirdre’s life: Tom and Diego.

That winter night, we were standing on the Lake Street bridge above the frozen Chemung River, huddled together against a snow-spiked wind.

In the spring of 1965, Jake married Betsy one week after Lisa told him she was pregnant. He would have happily married them both had the law allowed it.

It was late afternoon, with the room temperature well over ninety degrees….

Can a dream come true? Claire Douglas thinks so, but no one, including the police believe her.

Leaving town doesn’t always guarantee a fresh start somewhere else. Problems travel, too.

Sometimes following our passion means losing something else.

A grieving mother tries to exorcise her daughter’s ghost.

A routine surveillance becomes a fight for survival as Detective Ariel Sánchez confronts a ruthless gang of Nicaraguan transportistas who have nothing to lose.

You’d never know she’d been to hell and back—and that was before she met Eddie the Ogre.