“ Are you a fan of escargot? he asked.Not particularly.Good. His smile eased onto his lips again. I get concerned when people eat snails.I glanced down the menu. What about chicken?I'm not as concerned.… Melanie Dobson
“ Christopher Westcott slowly drank his pint of ale at the Bird and Baby, as locals liked to call the Eagle and Child, and basked in the familiar smells- old wood bathed in lemon oil, braised beef, stal… Melanie Dobson
“ With a quick thank-you, I focused my attention on the pastry he brought. The flavors melted in my mouth- warm chocolate and melted butter and the flaky sweet crust. This was what I loved about France.… Melanie Dobson
“ Not exactly, but I'm learning that this life isn't about me anyway nor is it about what I want out of it. Following Christ is about surrender and faith and about God working through me instead of me w… Melanie Dobson
“ I do not disapprove of you personally, Miss Waldron. These children are an unruly group. I do think we need a man to temper them before any teaching is done. We have had so many teachers... A slight s… Melanie Dobson
“ He cleared our bowls and replaced my soup with a plate of creamy chicken with baby potatoes, carrots, and leeks. In front of Riley, he set fillets of red snapper, the fish ornamented with sprigs of ro… Melanie Dobson
“ With my wet hair wrapped in a towel, I retrieved the tray of food, placed it on the coffee table, and breathed in the aromas of dark espresso and apple butter. Piled onto the tray was a basket of warm… Melanie Dobson
“ I wanted you to know... he started and then hesitated. What? she asked. I did not vote to kill the dogs. She caught her breath, surprise mixing with relief. Jack had stood up for what was right. You o… Melanie Dobson
“ Jack rode back into the river, steering his horse toward their raft. Samantha couldn’t see his dark brown hair under his wide-brimmed hat, but she could see the focus in his face, the strength of his… Melanie Dobson
“ Every girl should have a mom to talk to, a woman who cares about what she thinks. Who’s there when her body—or her heart—is hurting. Melanie Dobson
“ I asked her to marry me, Huey continued, staring at Alex. But she said her heart belonged to someone else. The man’s words emboldened him, calming his fury. Perhaps she had run for the same reason he’… Melanie Dobson
“ What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly: it is dearness only that gives every thing its value. THOMAS PAINE, THE AMERICAN CRISIS, 1776 Melanie Dobson
“ Those kids are going to eat her alive, Simon said, walking up to stand beside Alex. I am not so sure. She has spirit. I don’t know about spirit, but she’s about the loveliest lady I’ve ever seen. Alex… Melanie Dobson
“ My world of books confronts the realities of life, but the endings—at least the ones I prefer—clean up the mess at the end. Everything is resolved when I close the cover, but the ugly realities of thi… Melanie Dobson
“ Alex stepped forward. Who is gone? Both men turned, and Huey’s eyes filled with surprise. And then fear. Who is gone? he repeated. Huey cleared his throat. Samantha and the boy. Alex clutched his fist… Melanie Dobson
“ Papa stirred in the candlelight, opening his eyes. Oh, Samantha, he murmured, his smile weak. You’re as pretty as your mother. She shook her head. Her body was covered with dust, her hair windblown, h… Melanie Dobson
“ And many people—today and from years past—didn’t understand or honor faithfulness. A deep commitment to those you loved, to persevere no matter what. One didn’t just forget a lost friend. Melanie Dobson
“ Do you know a woman by the name of Samantha Waldron? he asked. Of course I do. The woman tilted her head. But how do you know her? I met her at Fort Vancouver. And you came all the way down here looki… Melanie Dobson
“ Lord Alexander Clarke stood before her, looking quite regal in his frock coat and top hat. She couldn’t breathe. You’re supposed to be on that boat, she said, her voice trembling. Going to London. Lon… Melanie Dobson
