I don't like writing straight-up thrillers. I like writing about families hurled into crisis and danger - soccer moms and regular dads and husbands who might have to rescue their daughters or who are, say, hedge fund managers and have one foot on the sidelines watching their kids and the other in nefarious cover-ups and conspiracies.
That migrant families might be menaced or threatened in any way, shape or form when they arrive at our border - often times after an unimaginably arduous journey - is completely unacceptable.
I don't get angry often, but you mess with my wife, you mess with my kids, that will do it every time. Donald Trump, you're a snivelling coward and leave Heidi the hell alone.
Everybody across this country knows that the tsunami of drugs is threatening their very families.
The Tea Party represents stakeholders in the American system; people who were never involved in politics or thought they had to be, yet realized that political corruption and incompetence threatened not only their families, but the future of the nation itself.
When you feel your family is being threatened and hurt, you speak up. And then you put your head down and go back about your business.
Your daddy may go down in history as having started World War III.
He saw the threat of the family being destroyed by not being open to life or children. Paul VI was brave. He was a good pastor. He alerted his sheep, telling them that the wolves were approaching.
Every threat to the family is a threat to society itself.
The forgiveness that comes of patient interpretation seems impossible when those nearest to your heart are threatened.
I married him because he told me it was the only way he could protect me. If we were just manager and client, my family could do whatever they wanted to get me back, but if I was his wife, they couldn't.
Family life itself, that safest, most traditional, most approved of female choices, is not a sanctuary: It is, perpetually, a dangerous place.
The enormous responsibility and protectiveness a man has to feel towards his family when they are threatened was a revelation to me. I have now experienced manhood.
If Cassie was invalidated because she caught the disease, or because Fred suspected her of it, I can only imagine what he will do to me and to my family if he discovers that the cure did not work perfectly.
