This time it is real — all must die, and where could mountaineer find a more glorious death!
My First Summer in the SierraIs it better to have had a good thing and lost it, or never to have had it?
The Statistical Probability of Love at First SightIt is a violation of trust to use your kids as caulking for the cracks in you.
Some Assembly Required: A Journal of My Son's First SonI still remember the day my father took me to the Cemetery of Forgotten Books for the first time.
The Shadow of the WindEverytime I hold you is the last time I hold you, I've known that since the very first time.
The SwimmerIt was the first time in years I didn’t wonder if my father was out there, looking at it too.
Out of Sight, Out of TimeEverything changed for Simon Falke the first time he fell through the fire.
The Prophecy of Three: The Keys of Time