“ Everything made sense in a book...Too bad her life wasn’t fiction. ”
I think it would have to be the way that my sister looks at you when you can’t see it.” “Yeah? And how’s that?” he asked, very interested in the answer. “Oh, you know,” she said coolly, “like you’re the air she needs to breathe.
~ L.a. Kuehlke
When had things gotten so tangled in her heart and mind? Everything had been clear at one point, hadn’t it? No, she supposed it never had been perfectly clear.
Miranda waited. No voice spoke. No heavenly choir broke out in song. God Himself did not call her name. She frowned. Typical.
You’re not his,” Bryan said firmly. “Bry, I don’t know whose I am anymore.
