Where has God promised to fulfill our every whim according to the minutia of our earthly desires? Where has He promised to keep us from suffering or disappointment? Things He did not spare His own Son...
I have been praying, too, for the first time in my life. That parson, Tugwell, he helped me see - not the error of my ways, for I knew them all to well already - but what was wanting in me. I am far f...
You are free to go, Father," she whispered. "We are all of us free." Olivia finally understood what Mr Tugwell had tried to tell her. This was how it was for every fallen crteature. Christ bore the pe...
The schoolroom . . . Olivia had always adored its confines and endless horizons. The melodious purr of the teacher's voice rising up and down her lessons like a musical score. And the sight of book sp...
And that love letter you wrote, Rowan added helpfully. Signing it with another chap’s name. Emma Smallwood’s eyes widened, and she turned to look at him, brows high. Henry felt his neck heat. His crav...
Do you recall the last time you and I danced? I am afraid I was rude to you. She ducked her head, embarrassed. You didn’t like being forced to dance with me then any more than now, I imagine. It was h...
What’s put that secret smile on your face? Phillip asked, a teasing light in his eyes. Don’t tell me Henry was actually pleasant company. He was, Emma allowed. Very knowledgeable. Julian said, What di...
Whereas the disparity between Henry and me is permanent? She tucked her chin, regarding him in bemusement. I never meant to suggest any such thing. Did Phillip feel inferior in some way to his elder b...