By Brenda Hill
To all of our years jointly, Lisa Montgomery s husband acknowledged one night, elevating his glass in a toast, a few of them strong. They laughed and clicked wine glasses. yet after his dying, Lisa discovers he hadn't been teasing. whilst the contents of a mystery submit place of work field shatters her illusions approximately her marriage, she struggles to return to phrases along with his betrayal. compelled to ascertain her existence as a spouse, mom, and as a girl, she realizes her bothered formative years didn't permit her to be something yet composed and quiet. Then Terry O'Neal enters her life... yet a jealous coworker watches, eager to wreck what he can't have. past the Quiet stocks the tale of 1 woman's struggles although bitterness, loss, and betrayal, studying to cherish every one second and persist with her long-buried goals. It's the tale of the way a quiet, passionless widow turns into lively sufficient to climb onto her lover s shoulders for a piggyback ride... within the nude.
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He missed a meeting with me this morning and did not answer his page. ” Langdon felt a sudden chill realizing that he was about to see a dead body. His stomach had never been particularly stalwart. It was a weakness he’d discovered as an art student when the teacher informed the class that Leonardo da Vinci had gained his expertise in the human form by exhuming corpses and dissecting their musculature. Kohler led the way to the far end of the hallway. There was a single door. “The Penthouse, as you would say,” Kohler announced, dabbing a bead of perspiration from his forehead.
Although his people did not celebrate Christmas, he imagined that this is what it must feel like to be a Christian child, sitting before a stack of Christmas presents, about to discover the miracles inside. He opened the album and examined the photos. A lifetime of sexual fantasies stared back at him. Marisa. An Italian goddess. Fiery. A young Sophia Loren. Sachiko. A Japanese geisha. Lithe. No doubt skilled. Kanara. A stunning black vision. Muscular. Exotic. He examined the entire album twice and made his choice.
6 Sixty-four minutes had passed when an incredulous and slightly air-sick Robert Langdon stepped down the gangplank onto the sun-drenched runway. A crisp breeze rustled the lapels of his tweed jacket. The open space felt wonderful. He squinted out at the lush green valley rising to snowcapped peaks all around them. I’m dreaming, he told himself. Any minute now I’ll be waking up. “Welcome to Switzerland,” the pilot said, yelling over the roar of the X-33’s misted-fuel HEDM engines winding down behind them.