“They followed the path toward the canyon, the crunch of their feet on the ground the only noise, steps slowing as they came up to the rim. Rays of morning sunlight bathed the canyon in goldenrod and ocher, rose pink and mauve. The sight took her breath away. Tears sprung to her eyes. Actual tears. Of joy. The worst, most useless variety. What kind of loser cried happy tears? She did, apparently.”
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Book:Stirring Up Love
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