Linda Howard
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Linda Howard
Linda S. Howingtonis an American best-selling romance/suspense author under her pseudonym Linda Howard. Before she became a writer, she was an avid reader and fond of Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell. After 21 years of penning stories for her own enjoyment, she submitted a novel for publication which was very successful. She currently lives in Gadsden, Alabama with her husband, Gary F. Howington, and two golden retrievers. She has three grown stepchildren and three grandchildren...
employment found includes pay totally
I have found employment documentation that was totally falsified -- that includes pay stubs and W2s,
gained grew inches three
She grew three inches (to 5foot-7) and gained 30 pounds.
nice mean eye
He lifted the arm covering his eyes and turned his head to glare at her. "I knew you were trouble the first time I saw you." "What do you mean, trouble?" She sat up, glaring back at him. "I am not trouble! I'm a very nice person except when I have to deal with jerks!" "You're the worst kind of trouble," he snapped. "You're marrying trouble.
peaceful sunrise gone
Death isn't peaceful; it is just nothing. Everything is gone. No more sunrises, no more hopes, no more fears. Nothing.
engagement boxes rings
Oh, is that what's in the box? You threw my engagement ring at me?
consciousness wells ifs
If death turned out to be a lack of being rather than a lack of consciousness, well, then, that sucked.
breakup thinking people
Was the period of happiness worth the unhappiness that followed a breakup? Most people seemed to think so, because they got on the love train time and time again.
support-systems issues towns
The bad thing about living in a small town was that everything became a personal issue. The good thing about living in a small town was that everything became a personal issue. During times of trouble, the support system was massive.
whiskey sneaky hormones
Hormones were as potent as whiskey, and twice as sneaky.
sirens pleasure
Pleasure was a siren, luring her to experience more
kings kissing monkeys
It was just a kiss – " "Yeah, and King Kong was just a monkey.