But there was still something missing. Something that nagged at her-an emptiness she couldn't explain. There were mornings she woke with her heart pounding wildly and the sensation of arms wrapped around her. But the feeling slipped away the moment… — Kirsten Miller Copy Share Image
Sometimes when we're in love, we take the facts and spin them into pretty stories. But it's a dangerous thing to do--because one day, like it or not, you're going to see the world as it really is. You find out people aren't always who you want them to be. And if you're not ready for the truth...well, let's just… — Kirsten Miller Copy Share
“Brigid couldn't help but be charmed by this clever girl, with her baby doll freckles and wild red curls. She'd clearly inherited all the best of the Duncan clan. Sadie's energy, Rose's warmth, Ivy's optimism, her mother's beauty. According to the last report filed by Brigid's private investigator, Sybil worked three lunch shifts a week at a soup kitchen in… — Kirsten Miller Copy Share
“Can I ask you a question? I swear it's not about heaven." Joi laughs. "Shoot." "Why do you love me?" I ask her. "Because… — Kirsten Miller Copy Share Image
“You've either bat-shit insane or you've watched too many movies. This isn't Star Wars , Mandel. I'm not Luke Skywalker. My dad's not Darth… — Kirsten Miller Copy Share Image
“Then she saw them both as little girls with wicker baskets in hand as they gathered treasures from Ivy's garden. Beautiful beetles with iridescent… — Kirsten Miller Copy Share Image
Yes, it's funny, isn't it? You try to do what's best for the people you love, and you just end up in trouble for… — Kirsten Miller Copy Share Image
“To those of you who are sticklers for safety and approach life with all the caution of amateur beekeepers, I can offer no excuse… — Kirsten Miller Copy Share Image
“You were traveling through the bloodline and entering each of your ancestors' minds. You know things about all of us now." Lily was right. Sibyl knew where Ivy kept the baking soda. She knew the family recipe for scones, which Sadie had brought over from Scotland. She remembered that Rose had been particularly fond of currant and cream scones, though… — Kirsten Miller Copy Share
“Gwendolyn and I have a beautiful relationship. She tells me everything. I haven't killed her yet.” — Kirsten Miller Copy Share Image
Beau, will you please watch the entrance for us?" "What should I do if I see anyone suspicious?" "Kick a car," Iain said. "Kick… — Kirsten Miller Copy Share Image
