Bøger af Arlene S. Bice

The early morning sunlight popped up over the distant Blue Ridge Mountains----------- She had always been a gardener.-------- No one remembered if it was the Lovers or the Astronomers who first noticed the stars were disappearing.-------- No hurdle is too high for God. No mountain is too steep to scale. ----- Edd the sociopath slumped in his overstuffed leather chair, glowering across the desk at his psychologist, Dr. Azabal. -------- "I can beat your son up!" Jamiel angrily exclaimed.-------- Had to even though we were told to stay off the road and not go anywhere that wasn't necessary.------- He looked like a crustacean. ----- They finally arrived closer to dusk with some berries they were informed were safe to eat----- Given all the debates about flags, memorials and white supremacy, does it sometimes feel like we're still fighting the Civil War?------ My mom was a fantastic baking teacher!--- "I've come to understand that a few stupid mistakes can wipe away everything I care about," Fessenden Wiley said ------- "Where are we headed today, sir?"------ "Yes, Maam, come on down. We have some fine cars here. -------Remember the old childhood response to bullying "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can't ever hurt me?"-------- It was a common tradition at our family's house growing up in Canada ------- My mouth aches for the taste of a sun-ripened tomato. A real tomato, full of flavor.-------- Harrison Gronitz's alarm clock heralded the arrival of morning with an irritation buzz he had come to loathe.------- I lived in constant anxiety. ------ In 2019, the New York Times started its 1619 Project-------These are the beginning lines of fascinating stories, exciting memoirs and concerned essays. Add a few poems and a fractured fairy tale and you have an omnibus that will make you wonder, bring tears, laugh, shake your head and think deep thoughts. It's a great read! Enjoy!

These opening sentences begin a few of the stories within; stories of intrigue, fascination, and suspense.It was just an old cloak-the kind you see people wearing in those movies. You know, the kind of cloak people wore to escape from Paris and the guillotine during the French revolution…Steven Tyler was wailing about love in an elevator as John eased the blue Civic off the interstate, down the exit and into the Burger King parking lot…My new husband had warned me about his mother…Carl slumped nonchalantly in his desk, more in the manner of a stylish, bored executive than in the manner of a rebellious student…My friend Kevin, who knows me well, asked me to accompany him to see something he found deep in the forest…It had started at breakfast, when she realized she was out of coffee…Returning home one evening, Paxton thought he heard a sound when he walked through the door…Detective Sanchez thought that I wasn't listening to him. He couldn't see that I was in shock!...Stories from the past, about the future, and stories to heed in these contemporary times for you to exercise your imagination; let it run wild, read!