It was Saturday afternoon. Gallagher was out golfing with my husband Siddharth, so Dita, Gallagher’s wife, and I had a hangout session of our own. She came over smelling like fresh soap, and a new shampoo. Low cut white halter top, showing off her freckle...
Chapter One Hundred-Eleven Grace woke with a start, trembling from the horrific nightmare that interrupted her dreams. She’d been at the beach, holding her baby, when a tidal wave snatched the newborn from her arms. Panic-stricken, she went into the water...
Chapter Eighty-Seven After a busy day of sightseeing, Grace was exhausted. Her feet hurt, and all she wanted to do was sink into a tub of scalding water. Sadly, being pregnant limited the allowed temperature of the water, and the bath wasn’t as satisfying...
