“Saints preserve us,' Dr. Kellen said, and squeezed Galen's shoulder. 'What have we done to our youth?” SaidDoneYouthSaintShouldersPreservesDrsGalen Author:Jessica Day George
“Dancing? You, Poppy?" Marianne shook her head slowly. I never thought..." Rose looked concerned. She even felt Poppy's head for fever, but Poppy shook her off. "I don't know about you, Rose, but I'm done letting creatures like Under Stone and the Corley dictate my life. I enjoy dancing, and I will blasted well dance at my wedding!" "Poppy! Language!" Poppy didn't answer; she just threw her arms around Christian and kissed him soundly.” KnowsWellsDoneChristianLanguageFeltEnjoyAnswersArmsCreaturesConcernedStonesDancingRoseFeverPoppies Author:Jessica Day George
“You were a soldier?" "Yes, sir." "You barely look old enough to have seen the last battle." "My father was a career army man, sir. I was there at the first engagement with Analousia, and took up my father's rifle when I was barely fifteen." "Saints preserve us," Dr. Kelling said, and squeezed Galen's shoulder. "What have we done to our youth?” MenFirstsLooksSaidDoneEnoughLastsFatherCareersYouthBattleArmySoldierSaintShouldersPreservesEngagementFifteenDrsRiflesGalen Book:Princess of the Midnight Ball Source: Princess of the Midnight Ball
