“Jenny threw back her head and laughed, laughter that rang out through the leaves if the oak tree above them. Jack pulled her to him, to kiss her and whisper her name again. And the oak tree above them whispered… — Ruth Frances Long Copy Share Image
“Jenny threw back her head and laughed, laughter that rang out through the leaves if the oak tree above them. Jack pulled her to… — Ruth Frances Long Copy Share Image
“Every game has its Jacks,' she said, the sadness of it pulling down the elation of sudden understanding. 'The thing that acts as a… — Ruth Frances Long Copy Share Image
“Even the things that showed him his path seemed to point at what a fool he was. Another of life's ironies? Or just fate's… — Ruth Frances Long Copy Share Image
“Beware a kiss, he told her. Kisses are powerful things. You expose part of your soul.” — Ruth Frances Long Copy Share Image
“She was talking to a tree. Just talking to a tree. Totally normal. People probably did it every day here. They're only trees. She… — Ruth Frances Long Copy Share Image
