Gayle's life one day by making him jump for a shoe-top volley, and ever since then he had been riding ... Fogarty had a girl waiting at every court, and this one wasn't too bad. She was blowsy and ... with a phony British accent. He had a red face from two lifetimes of drinking before lunch, and when we ...

after an hour my father decided that the purchase he'd forgotten in one of the dressing rooms ... rustling sound of large, leafy vegetables packed upright in bags. Crossing Berlin Street we heard the ... table, for the box lay on its side on the floor when we got home. We found one of the babies up in the ...

shoes or soap trays or children's T�shirts hanging from a wire frame. Young men hovered about ... Vera and Walter Tyson, shoving packs of handkerchiefs and small chess sets at their faces. Jeeringly ... per­ sistent, the pack of boys flitted along through the winding lanes, dart­ ing forward, trying again ...

his pills." His grin was wide. "Charity begin at home, Miss Glover." ... she trudged, making beelines from one deep splotch of shade to the next as if this were a version of ... the old game of connect-the-dots, writ large. Two kilometah, the driver had decreed. Ivy put down her ...