As I read my Kindle, I highlight intriguing or beautifully descriptive passages from the novel. Here are a few recent . . .
“She took up her crowbar and jammed the chiseled end under the big stone and using the smaller stone as the fulcrum of her lever she put the force of her whole body into prying the obstacle loose from the grip of the hard clay. Her face squeezed into intense lines of determination and I looked at her bare arms and marveled at how muscled they were and how the veins there ran in long thick tendrils under her skin.”
William Kent Krueger, Ordinary Grace
“Doyle’s face was cold as winter concrete.”
William Kent Krueger, Ordinary Grace
William Kent Krueger, Ordinary Grace
“She was flesh without spirit, eyes without sight.”