“The trees along the road were mad with crows. The birds ruffled the leaves like a heavy wind, and their cries seemed to bore into Verchel’s ears.” — Wiley Cash Copy Share Image
“There is an old saying that every story, even your own, is either happy or sad depending on where you stop telling it. I… — Wiley Cash Copy Share
“[Death is] to lose the earth you know, for greater knowing; to lose the life you have, for greater life; to leave the friends… — Wiley Cash Copy Share
“Sprays of blue and purpose wildflowers grew along the bank, and as she ran past them Ella marked their beauty, thinking what a strange… — Wiley Cash Copy Share
“I’ve learned to just go ahead and take fairness out of the equation. If you do, things stand the chance of making a whole… — Wiley Cash Copy Share
“The trees along the road were mad with crows. The birds ruffled the leaves like a heavy wind, and their cries seemed to bore… — Wiley Cash Copy Share
