“But from the very start, there is that small streak of steel within each child. That thing that says “I am,” and… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“My own heartbeat was slowing under my hand, under the deep rose silk, the color of a baby’s sleep-flushed cheek. When you… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Babies are soft. Anyone looking at them can see the tender, fragile skin and know it for the rose-leaf softness that invites… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
