Dec 16, 2010
"Beverley's thoughts trailed off into nothingness; but her heart was saying something else. And in her eyes, there was a fascinatingly peculiar look: itself, incredibly piercing, longing, touching—almost!—for the man whom she’d often rebuffed."
Nov 24, 2010
"A harrowing look crept over "PJ's" face; unflaggingly fuelled by his crazed infatuation with the 'the mysterious woman'—"that pretty-faced bitch"!—over whom he'd lost sleepless nights. His thoughts, steeped in emotion, swung like a pendulum."
Nov 01, 2010
"'PJ' moved the landline-receiver from his ear; lost in thought. The long, black, curly cord dangled at his feet; a mild dial-tone soon followed. And all he could do was think about how deep he'd got himself into her. Withdrawing? Mmmm ... not easy!"
Oct 12, 2010
"Despite her facade of modesty, Beverley truly wanted to be free to be the type of woman that she'd always, though secretly, envisaged. It was as if she just didn't care anymore; not for 'most' of the rigidly long-held, family-related traditions."
Oct 05, 2010
"In bygone times, there was a little-known, urban village in New York—Vanbergen Gardens—where "PJ" grew up. He often envisaged his future: power-broking career, wealth, prestige. Little did he know that, one day, they'd be the bane of his life!"