Life Has Very Little Even

If You Love Someone, When It's The Most Real, The Most Important Thing In Your Life, It's Not Enough To Coast. You Need To Dig In Those Footers, Start Building On That Base. You Want Something To Last, You Put Your Back Into It.

She Walked With A Ghost Of Herself, One Full Of Potential And Possibility. One Who Was Fearless. Where Had That Girl Gone?

We Make Our Own Choices And We're Each Responsible For Them. Blame And Credit Belong To The Individual. You Haven't The Right To Claim Either From Someone Else.

I Believe Strongly In Writing Groups Such As Romance Writers Of America That Offer Support, Information And Networking.

Summerset, Don't You Ever Sleep?" "it's Lieutenant Dallas. She's--" Roarke Dropped His Briefcase, Grabbed Summerset By The Lapels. "has She Been Hurt? Where Is She?" "a Nightmare. She Was Screaming." Summerset Lost His Usual Composure And Dragged A Hand Over His Hair. "she Won't Cooperate. I Was About To Call Your Doctor. I Left Her In Her Private Suite." As Roarke Pushed Him Aside, Summerset Grabbed His Arm. "roarke, You Should Have Told Me What Had Been Done To Her." Roarke Merely Shook His Head And Kept Going. "i'll Take Care Of Her.