The first four months of writing the book, my mental image is scratching with my hands through granite. My other image is pushing a train up the mountain, and it's icy, and I'm in bare feet. Mary Higgins Clark barebookfoot Change image and share on social
If you want to be happy for life, love what you do. Mary Higgins Clark happylifelove Change image and share on social
The truth is I hate cocktail parties when the only person I know is my supposed date, and he abandons me the minute we come in the door. Mary Higgins Clark abandoncocktaildate Change image and share on social
Even though it was six o'clock, there was no sense of approaching dawn. Mary Higgins Clark approachclockdawn Change image and share on social
