“So now the sky was falling. Maybe the end of the world. Maybe Jesus coming again. That suited her. White lights shot… — Mary Connealy Copy Share Image
“To my way of thinking, no one can live in the grandest cathedral on earth, the Rocky Mountains, and not know that there's someone… — Mary Connealy Copy Share Image
“Mary Connealy is a Carol Award winner and a RITA Award finalist. An author, journalist, and teacher, she lives on a ranch in eastern… — Mary Connealy Copy Share Image
“beautiful. “But if we get out of here and you’re . . . uh . . . old and—” ugly—“sixty years old or something . . .” — Mary Connealy Copy Share Image
“He rubbed the ugly, jagged scar that ran from the corner of his eye to his hairline just above his ear. He was glad… — Mary Connealy Copy Share Image
“Are they supposed to cry so much and giggle every second when they're not crying? They never quit finding something so funny that I… — Mary Connealy Copy Share Image
“Rafe hadn’t been around women much, but since he’d gotten married to one of the little critters, he’d noticed they seemed to have to… — Mary Connealy Copy Share Image
“True treasure is inside your heart - it's a soul that is at peace with God. So live your life for God. Not for… — Mary Connealy Copy Share Image
“The man was a lunatic who somehow could tap into sanity when he looked her in the eye. What did that man make her?… — Mary Connealy Copy Share Image
“Of course she'd told him she would, but if the man hadn't registered her sarcasm, then he wasn't making full use of his ears.” — Mary Connealy Copy Share Image
“We're married. I will protect you. I will die for you. Better than that. I will live for you.” — Mary Connealy Copy Share Image
“Before they quit skidding, three sets of hands were dragging Seth off of her. Julia was yelling threats and orders. Rafe had Seth in… — Mary Connealy Copy Share Image
