“But will he slay dragons for me?” Char whispered. “Slay dragons?” Sarah shook her head. “No one slays dragons anymore, my love.… — Cathy Maxwell Copy Share Image
“Reading a book, sharing a story, is the most intimate of experiences. It's the closest that I ever come to a Vulcan… — Cathy Maxwell Book Copy Share Image
“Oh, yes, he’d spent a good portion of his day in self-pity. And now? Now he felt shame.” — Cathy Maxwell Pity Copy Share Image
“She'd known many men in her life but this bear of a man with a lawyer's mind, an accountant's habits, and a… — Cathy Maxwell Habits Copy Share Image
“My brother doesn't know how to think of anything other than his own responsibilities." "Perhaps she will teach him-?" "Perhaps? Possibly? Maybe?… — Cathy Maxwell Brother Copy Share Image
“Because in the end, the measure of a well-lived life is not titles or riches. It’s not even measured by the people… — Cathy Maxwell Life Copy Share Image
“With a glance over her shoulder to ensure no one saw them, she charged up the stairs. Mr. Aldercy fell into step… — Cathy Maxwell Copy Share Image
“Leah’s baby was nestled protectively in the crook of Devon’s arm. In the golden firelight, his expression appeared grim. The neck of… — Cathy Maxwell Mother love Copy Share Image
“We were all that mattered back then, or have you forgotten? Do you not remember that night? How we stood beside the… — Cathy Maxwell Copy Share Image
“She didn’t want to see the blow coming, but refused to take the coward’s way. She raised her lashes, meeting his gaze… — Cathy Maxwell Fear Copy Share Image
