por J.Hallmark

A song she vaguely remembered was playing. And Danny was speaking his wedding vows in the background of that music. That music. His vows sparked her memory ... their dance at the reception, this was the music. She took a few steps into the room and found her gaze drawn to her wedding dress hanging up, the ivory folds laying in pristine perfection.

She reached out a tentative hand and brushed her hand over it. Glancing about the room, ske noted the disarray. The bedsheets were half-falling off the bed. Clothes lay scattered on the floor, on the table, across the bed. She bent down...

por Jennifer Hallmark

Danny was quiet, not trusting himself to speak as he stared at Michelle. She looked nervous, twisting her hands -- she always did that when she was nervous. She kept glancing away from him and he felt the bitterness swell up inside him again. He was a fool! A fool to have trusted her, even for a moment. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Check your emotions, check your emotions, he repeated to himself ... don't let her get to you. He heard her shift seguinte to him, she was standing closer and he could feel the heat of her filling the air around him. He took a step away...

Chapter One -- No Arguments

Booming sirens wailed about them. Varying shades of grey, charcoal and black filled the night air. The pavement was wet from recently fallen rain, slippery with ash and Michelle Bauer Santos slipped every couple of steps on the two inch heels she was wearing.

She didn't care. He was in there. Somewhere. In there where the gunshots had been fired. And there was death. Death hiding in the shadows. She knew death. She had been around it her whole life. Her mother. Eve. The pallor of it hanging over first her father and then her brother after a brutal dia at the hospital....

por J. Hallmark

Michelle sat in front of the wheel, softly humming to the radio. Danny slipped his assento cinto, correia on and at the sound, Michelle released the handbrake and set the car in motion. They sat in silence, a pleasant camaderie filling the air. They were at last getting to the point where just being together was enough, words weren't necessary and there was a comfort level to their interactions that was growing steadily with each passing day.

Aahh, Crush

played over a haunting melody and Michelle found herself cantar along to the lyrics, "... let it be what it will be, don't make a fuss and...