“Fate. As a child, that word was often my only companion. It whispered to me from dark corners during lonely nights. It was the song of the birds in spring and the call of the wind through bare branches on… — Leslye Walton Copy Share Image
“It was the song of the birds in spring and the call of the wind through bare branches on a cold winter afternoon. Fate. Both my anguish and my solace. My escort and my cage.” — Leslye Walton Copy Share Image
“For a very long time, Viviane and Jack lived in that world people inhabit before love. Some people called that place friendship; others called… — Leslye Walton Copy Share
“I found it ironic that I should be blessed with wings and yet feel so constrained, so trapped. It was because of my condition,… — Leslye Walton Copy Share
“The whole world had given up on love anyway and clung instead to its malformed cousins: lust, narcissism, self-interest.” — Leslye Walton Copy Share
“I knew that in the second letter he misspelled the word existence, replacing the second e with an a; in the fourth he forgot… — Leslye Walton Copy Share
“Emilienne wore Maman's wedding dress. Just after the ceremony, Emilienne glanced in the mirror. She saw not her own reflection but a tall empty… — Leslye Walton Copy Share
“And that might just be the root of the problem: we're all afraid of each other, wings or no wings.” — Leslye Walton Copy Share
“And then, in shocked disappointment, and stunned horror, I’m sure, Connor Lavender realized he was dead.” — Leslye Walton Copy Share
“This time could be different. This time it could last. Maybe it would be a longer, deeper love: a real and solid entity that… — Leslye Walton Copy Share
“That fact filled Gabe with so much hope that he grew another two inches just to have enough room to hold it all.” — Leslye Walton Copy Share
“And that might just be the root of the problem: we’re all afraid of each other.” — Leslye Walton Copy Share
“The first of many autumn rains smelled smoky, like a doused campsite fire, as if the ground itself had been aflame during those hot… — Leslye Walton Copy Share
“Fate. As a child, that word was often my only companion. It whispered to me from dark corners during lonely nights. It was the… — Leslye Walton Copy Share
