Within the shadows of honor, courage often walks in…

“Meg forgot about cautioning him to be quiet. She forgot about everything but watching the care with which he wrapped a blanket around Mama…

— Lorraine Heath

“He picked up his knife and started carving again. He concentrated on the lines and planes of the wood to keep his mind from…

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“He cradled her face between his hands, angled his mouth over hers, and welcomed the bliss she offered. Boldly, she gave her tongue the…

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“If he wasn't angry, he certainly did a good imitation. His voice was clipped and as hard as stone. She wrung her hands together.…

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“Has any woman ever touched you?" she asked as she splayed her fingers over his thigh. "No." "Do you want a woman to touch…

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“Meg felt her heart lurch. It bothered her that the twins realized that she hated their brother. The words coming from their innocent mouths…

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“Honeysuckle. She smelled of honeysuckle. He thought about her pert little nose. He'd wanted to smile every time she tilted it to demonstrate her…

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“It hurts to cry," she said, her voice raspy. "It hurts worse not to." "Did you cry?" "For four days straight." "Is that how…

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“From the corner of her eye, she watched Clay walk to his wagon, where he'd find no shade. Isolated. Alone. How simple it would…

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“You can't imagine how much it hurts to be ignored by people… you respect. You don't know how loud the silence is or how…

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“You think the only battles fought are done so with rifles, and the only wounds that kill draw blood. You think courage is loud,…

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“Please," Meg whispered. "I don't want any trouble here." He released his hold on her. As though she might say something further, she parted…

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“Her delicate brows drew together. “As a rancher, surely he knows how to ride a horse.” “He can ride just fine. He took it…

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“What are you doing?" she asked. Grimacing, he considered returning his mouth to hers and kissing her until she forgot the question and his…

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“He skidded to a dead halt and stared hard at Austin. The boy’s chin carried so many nicks from his first shave that it…

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