Adventure and camaraderie could be found along the road. No one thought about the danger.
The man had a certain kind of gift. Priscilla half skipped, half ran toward his wagon. He rose over her like a pine tree over a hopeful daffodil.
The last thing Decetra saw was Evilla’s sneer.
Maybe Ina will find a way to make a difference in the new world and the old. Maybe someone else will be able to do the same.
“Gotta do what God says,” Will Jenkins repeated. Standing at the door, he raised his whip with the vehemence of full conviction.
When you stand on the edge, even if you are worse than mediocre, you can experience grandeur, beauty, and joy.
A squirmy worm in peril and a skinny boy savior can open the heavy but heavenly door of awe-inspiring awareness and invite you in.
The dead hero’s kind of immortal glory was the only kind of glory I wanted, then one day I played the marimba.
Lizzie had depended on luck. Now she knew she needed something else to get her back to normal.
Mary Kate was desperate. She needed the answer that would save her life and she had one day to find it.