Hope is a waking dream.' I let the words echo in my head. The quote reminded me of that feeling you get when you start to wake from a dream you don't want to leave. That crushing sensation in the… — Jennifer Rush Copy Share Image
“That's what hope was. Clinging to something you weren't sure would ever be yours. But you had to hold on anyway, because without it,… — Jennifer Rush Copy Share Image
“You lost your shirt, Sam?” “Anna was looking over the tattoo.” “Yeah.” Nick grunted. “It looked like it.” — Jennifer Rush Copy Share Image
“I closed my eyes. His fingers found mine. I buried my face on his chest, my vision hazy. "I won't remember you." "You will,"… — Jennifer Rush Copy Share Image
“I pulled away. He stopped me with a hand on my wrist. “Wait,” he said. “I know what you’re thinking.” “What?” “It’s written all… — Jennifer Rush Copy Share Image
“I'd stand on the street corner and score a steak," Cas said. I couldn't help laughing. "You know, you might be flooded with business."… — Jennifer Rush Copy Share Image
“I smiled. “You trust me more than Cas?” “Cas would choose a case of beer over me.” My laughter echoed through the cemetery. “That’s… — Jennifer Rush Copy Share Image
“We’re here to see Connor,” Dad said. The woman nodded and hit a button on the control panel. “You’re set to go down.” “Thank… — Jennifer Rush Copy Share Image
Hope is a waking dream.' I let the words echo in my head. The quote reminded me of that feeling you get when you… — Jennifer Rush Copy Share Image
“Pumpkin?” He nodded at the cookies. “Of course.” “Anna Banana, I love you.” — Jennifer Rush Copy Share Image
