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Death's Golden Whisper (Meg Harris #1) Death's Golden Whisper by R.J. Harlick
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“A loon called from across the lake in the hushed stillness of the rising moon.”
― R.J. Harlick, A Green Place for Dying
“I could feel his eyes drilling into my back.”
― R.J. Harlick, Red Ice for a Shroud
“I was sitting in my kitchen agonizing over my Christmas grocery list when I heard the noise.”
― R.J. Harlick, A Cold White Fear
“He liked the staccato beat of the rain drumming on the roof of the carving shed.”
― R.J. Harlick, Silver Totem of Shame
“Meg, you have to go. I can't.”
― R.J. Harlick, Arctic Blue Death
“Our canoe raced toward the rock.”
― R.J. Harlick, The River Runs Orange
“They arrived without warning on a perfect Indian summer day.”
― R.J. Harlick, Death's Golden Whisper
“the cottage lights”
― R.J. Harlick, Death's Golden Whisper
“Eric was barely breathing.”
― R.J. Harlick, Death's Golden Whisper
“the turning leaves. I’d”
― R.J. Harlick, Death's Golden Whisper