Teenage lovers reunited after 50 years.

Kimber Klein has left the modeling world behind. She’s sick of the constant pressure to be perfect and ready to live her life without watching every little thing she eats. She’s also really happy to finally spend some time getting to know herself and the two sisters she never met until recently. Life is good ... mostly. Kimber can’t stop worrying about a stalker she’s hoping she left behind in New York City. She doesn’t think he’s found her in Bridgeport, until one day she leaves her volunteer job at the elementary school library to find two of her tires slashed. Has her old life come back to haunt her in Ohio? Gunnar Law is satisfied with his life as a single dad. He’s still getting to know his son, Jeremy, since he’s only been fostering the teen for a short while. While parenting someone you only just met can be a little awkward, Gunnar loves Jeremy and plans to adopt him as soon as they can get the paperwork through. Life is pretty simple, and he likes it that way. Then one afternoon, he and Jeremy stop to help a distraught—and extremely beautiful—woman who had her tires slashed in the school parking lot. And suddenly life doesn’t seem quite so simple anymore. In this final chapter of the Dance with Me series, Shelley Shepard Gray leads us back to Bridgeport, Ohio, where family comes in all shapes and sizes, everyone deserves a second chance, and falling in love happens when you least expect it.

Nonfiction back stories of 1960's rock and roll music business pioneers- the labels, the artists and the promoters, told in the gritty style of Nick Tosches.

There is a killer in New York City. He's targeting ballerinas. Why? How does he manage to hide himself for nearly a year? He remembered them all vividly. Delicious Lisa had happened by accident. But Elizabeth...she had stopped by for coffee. He left her body in the fountain at Lincoln Center. He scratched his head. No, that was wrong. Elizabeth had been found in the middle of Washington Square Park in a lawn leaf bag. Ah, then there was Nicole. Nicki. With her jet black hair and violet tinged eyes. She had whispered she loved him right before he strangled her. He smiled. Only Heather Cooper had ruined it. Charlotte Greene in June had been the best. Even better than Lisa. Because she had the same name as Mama. Mama. Suddenly he looked around. His daydreams had to be over. For a year he had worked alone. Now he would have his Mama back. He wouldn't need his girls anymore.

The fifteenth collection by a celebrated poet whose "terrific, boisterous energy has never flagged" (Megan Harlan, San Francisco Chronicle). In Save the Last Dance, Gerald Stern gives us a stunning collection of his intimately personal—yet always universal, and always surprising—poems, rich with humor and insight. Shorter lyric poems in the first two parts continue the satirical and often redemptive vision of his last collection, Everything Is Burning, while never failing to carve out new emotional territory. In the third part, a long poem called "The Preacher," Stern takes the book of Ecclesiastes as a starting point for a meditation on loss, futility, and emptiness, represented here by the concept of a "hole" that resurfaces throughout.

"A history of the Shag, South Carolina's state dance, and of the Society of Stranders, an organization of dance clubs devoted to the Shag and its culture"--