Sanctuary
Luca D’Andrea
"Two light knocks and these words: Nibble, nibble, little mouse! Who is nibbling at my house?"
"Two light knocks and these words: Nibble, nibble, little mouse! Who is nibbling at my house?"
"Winter, two a.m., and a Santa Ana wind was scouring Los Angeles."
"Tapping the side of a champagne flute with a cocktail fork to rouse the attention of a room brought Claudine immense pleasure."
"The chapel is, like most things at Goode, undernamed."