![]() ![]() The black leather shoes were new and uncomfortable, and his feet felt sore from standing on the stone floor. “What do you think she’ll do now? Go back to work?” ![]() As much as he tried to ignore them, tatters of conversation floated up from the crowd. His mother stood beside him, posture perfect and dignified while he struggled to not tug his collar or shuffle his feet. Ribs crisscrossed overhead in the shape of eight-pointed stars, arching so high that it made him feel dizzy and small. At least the funeral’s classy, he thought, and immediately felt a twinge of guilt. Patrick’s Cathedral as Jonas stared up at the vaulted ceilings. A light breeze drifted through the open double doors of St. The full moon was hidden by clouds, but it was never really dark in New York. ![]() Who told me what she really thought of my characters and made me write a better book. To my patient, earnest, talented, and occasionally blunt muse of a wife, ![]()
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