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from the eleventh Kate Shugak novel

“Sit still,” Dinah said, yanking Kate’s head around by a fistful of hair. “Ouch!”  Kate, wedged into Katya’s high chair, muttered something beneath her breath. “Stop whining,” Dinah said, no sympathy in face or voice.  “It wasn’t my idea to give you a crew cut.” “It’s not a crew cut.” “It might as well be. …

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She walked out on stage wrapped in fifty yards of sheer white chiffon, a pair of high-heeled shoes with jeweled buckles, and nothing else.

From The Singing of the Dead, the eleventh Kate Shugak novel: Dawson City December 24, 1897 She walked out on stage wrapped in fifty yards of sheer white chiffon, a pair of high-heeled shoes with jeweled buckles, and nothing else. There was a second of stunned silence in the packed, smoky saloon, before deafening and…

Read more She walked out on stage wrapped in fifty yards of sheer white chiffon, a pair of high-heeled shoes with jeweled buckles, and nothing else.