Faye’s The Fatal Flame is bursting with exquisite descriptions. Here are a few more:
“…her voice like rusted chains.”
“He could see fresh news bulging out of me.
Worms gnawing through an overripe pear.”
“…baritone cool as a submerged anchor.”
“…her voice like rusted chains.”
“He could see fresh news bulging out of me.
Worms gnawing through an overripe pear.”
“…baritone cool as a submerged anchor.”