Hope, adventure, and unexpected things, good things, it seemed, were always just within grasp; all you had to do was have faith and keep going.
Rex and Tarzan had told her more secrets with the whispers of their warm breath, brought her more comfort with the tickle of their whiskers, and kept more promises with their chocolate brown eyes than any man she had ever met.
As I reread it for a final time, it occurred to me that we are all unreliable narrators of our own lives, crafting stories about ourselves that omit unsavory truths and highlight our invented identities.
Some words are more important than others--I learned this growing up in the Scriptorium. But it took me a long time to understand why.
I often wondered what kind of slip I would be written on if I was a word. Something too long, certainly. Probably the wrong color. A scrap of paper that didn't quite fit. I worried that perhaps I would never find my place in the pigeon holes at all.
This book is a warm hug for anyone who was a fan of the Little House on the Prairie series as a child. It took me right back into those books like I read them yesterday. Cheers to Sarah Miller for a great book. 😊❤️
This book was chock full of heart as you rally for Noah, Tony, Kyle and Paul as they find their own truths along the drama-filled hallways of high school, their homes and community. You will rally and cheer for each of them. Full of beautiful teen angst, love and discovery.This book was chock full of heart as you rally for Noah, Tony, Kyle and Paul as they find their own truths along the drama-filled hallways of high school, their homes and community. You will rally and cheer for each of them. Full of beautiful teen…
But we left the moment to silence instead. The promise of a kiss will carry us forward.
Riding the train is all about moving forward; our conversation moved like it was on tracks, with no worry of traffic or direction.
The words of our conversation will fall from the air into empty glass beakers, awaiting invisible measure.