“I found I quite enjoyed having you under the same roof. Being able to see you, hear your voice many times a… — Julie Klassen Copy Share Image
“Nathaniel Upchurch. Margaret couldn’t believe it. Gone were the pale features, the thin frame, the hesitant posture, the spectacles. Now broad shoulders… — Julie Klassen Copy Share Image
“Mr. Upchurch,” she fumbled. “I . . . I must take my leave directly. But before I go, allow me to say how sorry I… — Julie Klassen Copy Share Image
“I love you, Margaret Macy. And there is something I need to ask you. Something I’ve asked twice before and am nearly… — Julie Klassen Copy Share Image
“How rough your hands still are.” Embarrassed, she made to pull them away, but he held them fast. “Yet never have I… — Julie Klassen Copy Share Image
“I remember everything about you, Miss Macy. Every moment between us—the good and the bad.” He chuckled dryly. “Though I prefer to… — Julie Klassen Copy Share Image
