Westcott Cottage did have a handsome prince as it turned out, and she’d just floured him like a drumstick headed for the frying pan.
Well, if it ain’t Meri Hayes. Come to ask me to the church social? Hiram Ellis. Of all the rotten luck. The fellow was just as obnoxious grown as he’d been as a kid. I’m looking for Sheriff Randall. M...
She, better than anyone, knew that a soul’s sore spots didn’t really disappear. They could be buried, defended, and denied, but until they were loved, they wreaked havoc with a person’s peace.
I’ll pray for you, as well, Logan, that you won’t lay burdens on yourself that only God is meant to carry. ~page 106
He was no good at making pretty words. The more he opened his mouth, the greater his chances of mucking things up.
Charlotte dropped her gaze to her feet. You're the most heroic man I've ever met, Stone Hammond. Slowly she lifted her face. I owe you everything.
You can’t redeem your failures. None of us can. Only the Redeemer has that power, and he’s already wielding it on your behalf. He’s bringing good out of that tragedy, good that we are only beginning t...
With no sums to keep his conscience at bay, the black book loomed large, creeping into his line of sight.He scanned the room for something else to do. The harness still needed work. And he'd been mean...
Travis, I love you with all of my being, but I love Cassie, too. And right now she needs me more than you do. Forgive me. Meri She loved him. The wonder of the statement seeped into him, but the joy t...
The problem with memorizing scripture was that it rose up to prod her conscience at the most inconvenient times. Nothing like having Jesus call her a hypocrite to slap down her indignation over Logan'...
MAY 1895HARPER’S STATION, TEXAS Claire Nevin
I’m not sorry for intervening, she said. In fact, I’d do it again. But it seems like in choosing to do so, I surrendered my pacifist principles. Am I a hypocrite? He laid a hand on her knee. No, Eden....
He held Galen to a walk because Mollie felt too good leaning against his chest. He wrapped one arm about her waist and drew her even closer. She tipped her face back to look at him. We made a good tea...
He gently covered her hand with his, wishing he could feel her soft skin through the rough leather of his work gloves. He dragged her fingers down from his mouth and cradled them against his chest. Hi...
Have you forgiven yourself? The quiet question slipped between his ribs to stagger his breath. Abby squeezed his hand. That's the hardest part, I've found. A thickness crept up Zach's throat. How do y...
Ever since she’d come home from school three years ago, she’d been burrowing under his skin, itching like a host of chigger bites. He kept telling himself not to scratch, but invariably he did anyway,...
Evangeline mashed the potatoes with excessive force. She could work out her frustration over Logan's obstinance and produce silky smooth potatoes at the same time. Benefits all around.
Drop the bat, mister, or I’ll fill you so full of lead the undertaker will charge double to bury you!
Ben took one hand from the reins to cover hers where it clawed at his arm. He rubbed back and forth in a soothing motion, doing everything he could think of to calm her.
Read. Everything you can get your hands on. Read until words become your friends. Them when you need to find one, they will jump into your mind, waving their hands for you to pick them. And you can se...