littlemanet

Sometimes it is the one who loves you who hurts you the most.Lily hasn't always had it easy, but that's never stopped her from working hard for the life she wants. She's come a long way from the small town in Maine where she grew up - she graduated from college, moved to Boston, and started her own business. So when she feels a spark with a gorgeous neurosurgeon named Ryle Kincaid, everything in Lily's life suddenly seems almost too good to be true.Ryle is assertive, stubborn, maybe even a little arrogant. He's also sensitive, brilliant, and has a total soft spot for Lily. And the way he looks in scrubs certainly doesn't hurt. Lily can't get him out of her head. But Ryle's complete aversion to relationships is disturbing. Even as Lily finds herself becoming the exception to his "no dating" rule, she can't help but wonder what made him that way in the first place.As questions about her new relationship overwhelm her, so do thoughts of Atlas Corrigan - her first love and a link to the past she left behind. He was her kindred spirit, her protector. When Atlas suddenly reappears, everything Lily has built with Ryle is threatened…

MaiThy

I arrive in Guatemala on The Day of the Dead, November 1st. I’m curious about this holiday, so I goDay of the Dead Effortless Englishto thecemeteryto see what’s happening. What I find is quite interesting.Theatmosphereis like a party. There are people everywhere. Families are sitting around thegravesof their deadancestors.They clean the graves and add fresh flowers. I walk through thecemetery and admire the beauty of all the colorful flowers.There is also color in the sky, because many kids are flyingkites. Some families are having a picnicnext to the graves. They eat, drink, and chat together. People laugh and smile.In the Unites States, cemeteries are alwayssomber. We certainly never have festivals or partiesnext to graves. We don’t laugh or play music or fly kites in cemeteries either.Ifind thatI prefer the Guatemalanapproach. I like the way they remember and celebrate thosewho havepassed away. I like that they acknowledge death, instead of denying it the wayAmericans do. I like that there is life, as well as death, in their cemeteries.Guatemalans call it “The Day of the Dead”, but it is also a day to appreciate life.www.EffortlessEnglishClub.com…