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“She could not hear the reply of the Lord in the soft moonlight beams He had hung in the heavens...beams that filtered through the creamy lace curtain panels and caressed her cheek. Nor did she hear the Lord's encouragement in the stars that lit up the night sky. She could hear no reply at all that night.”

“It all made sense to Addison now, the little whispers from Heaven she’d heard at just the right moments, the peace in her heart, the verses the Lord would bring to her memory when she needed them most. —Addison Campbell, "Addison’s Adventure" by Lisa M. Prysock.”

“Jake acknowledged her remarks with raised brows, an emphatic and knowing nod, and a peculiar smile while a coughing fit escaped Hugh. He’d heard all about Josie and could barely contain his amusement with the nun’s remarks. Jake tried to temper his reply. “Yes, we’ve experienced the determination of Miss Hayes.” —Jake Hunter, "Cherry Crossing" by Lisa M. Prysock.”

“Women of the west are determined for life to be different and better for us out here,” Jill pointed out. “It takes some time for newcomers to catch on to what it means to us to carve out a new life here in this wilderness. Think how long it has taken for Honey River Canyon to grow. When we arrived, barely anything was here.” —Jillian Hayes, "Sparrow’s Hope" by Lisa M. Prysock.”

“She thought how different life might have been for her if Edward hadn’t grown up a farmer’s son. She might have lived in town in a fine house like Cedric’s. But is that what I would want? Some days, the farming life appealed to her: the fresh air, tending growing things, taking care of the animals. Other days, it morphed into little more than drudgery. And now, being alone. Well, she could do without that. It was not what she had agreed to.”

“His blue eyes were saying something Beryl had been wanting to hear—Edward needed her. She reached out and touched the growing hair on his jaw. He had decided to let his beard grow over the cold months. He placed his hand over hers, and turning it slowly over, he kissed her wrist. The sensation of his lips on her skin made Beryl’s knees feel weak. Good thing I’m sitting.”

“Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment. Next, Edward’s lips touched hers, feather light at first. She kissed him back. It took only seconds for them to kiss each other with a hunger that spoke of more than nourishment. Beryl’s heart raced as Edward peeled back her collar and unbuttoned the first few buttons of her shirtwaist. She sat there with her eyes closed in a trance as his lips touched the hollow of her neck. All sound vanished except the beating of her heart in her ears.”

“Edward read through his words again before sealing them up in an envelope. There were other words he wanted to say, but he didn’t know how. How could he tell Beryl that he missed the color of her eyes at night, her laugh when he made a joke, and even her chiding? Those were things he couldn’t write in a letter. He didn’t consider himself a romantic, and Beryl had known that when she had married him. June seemed like such a long time back to Edward, much longer than six months ago.”

“I blamed my absent husband for so many things, but I have come to see—life in general is to blame. Edward would have stayed home if there had been another way. I was too stubborn to recognize the truth. What will he say when I meet him at the depot? For that matter, what am I to say? Perhaps neither of us will need to speak. We will embrace and hopefully capture our hearts in our gaze, which will be enough.”