Jericho. By Ann McMan. Disclaimers: None. All of the characters are mine ( although two of them may bear uncanny physical resemblances to two others you . Jericho was The Atheneum’s #7 Story of , and a Finalist for the Golden Crown Literary Society Ann Bannon Award. It was voted by Goodreads. Goldenrod, a Jericho novel, will be published in February
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mmcan The things that would keep her sane and remind her that the rest of the world’s cranky machinery was chugging along, even if her own had frozen to a complete stop. Just finisher reading Jericho.
Seriously, these women don’t drink any other liquid the entire story. Jericho is complete, but will be posted in ten parts.
I highly recommend listening to the audio book because the reader is fabulous. Syd extended her hand. A large yellow dog bounded into the waiting room. What’s this little gizmo say?
Once inside the house, Maddie retrieved her cell phone from her purse and called her service. They walked along a few more minutes in silence, and then Syd hit an uneven patch of ground. You look like you’re moving around just fine.
Jericho (Jericho , book 1) by Ann McMan
Her blue eyes were luminous in the dimly lighted interior of the car. She really did look lovely. Syd cleared her throat. Maddie scrunched her brows.
The slow burn is a wonderful alternative to so many flash in the pan romances where we get fed love at first sight and the angst of working out how. I’m kind of a coffee snob. If I had known for sure you were gonna be here, I would have. She wore a vintage black taffeta bolero jacket, and her long dark hair was brushed back away from her face, showing off black pearl and diamond earrings.
Syd held her ground. The walls were covered with framed photos of small airplanes. She glanced over at her companion, who towered over her in heels. She glanced at her watch.
Welcome Back to Jericho—Goldenrod Coming in 2017
Deciding that a large Chef’s salad sounded appealing, she decided to make a quick pass through the deli section for some fresh cold cuts and cheese. A flagstone walkway led from a secluded parking area to the house. Hawkes droned on, oblivious to her expanding stream of unanswered questions. There is an excess of subplots, narrative twists and small talk. Once they were underway, Syd turned to face ann doctor. Maddie eyed the redheaded teen with an mcmab expression.
Peggy recognized Syd immediately. Do you need cream or sugar? Oh how splendid that would be. The two girls continued to stand at the top of the steps, and gazed dejectedly after her as she slowly pulled out of the parking lot and begin the short drive to the doctor’s office. Maddie had stopped to turn on the stereo before they ventured outside with their meals, and the muted sound of the Bach Suites for Unaccompanied Cello blended seamlessly with the ambient night noises that surrounded them.
Maddie smiled at her. Videos About This Book.
I got the distinct impression that this mcmwn an unusual occurrence. My name is Syd Murphy. Jasper on November 23, at 4: I understand that they were friends for a while although in a few weeks one of the characters already invites the other to spend the night in their house, platonically, Changing into jeans and a lightweight sweater, she grabbed a rain jacket and headed out for the county fire station.
He noticed her immediately when they entered the large front parlor, and made a beeline for her, insisting that she take a few minutes to meet some out-of-town colleagues of his who were in the area to golf and enjoy the fall foliage.
Hawkes cut her monologue short as something began to rub insistently against the outside of the clinic door. For all her flighty presentation, Peggy Hawkes seemed to be a competent nurse.