“If Sophie’s too young,” he said, “then you can be my girl, Elise. You’re a looker.” “None of us are going to be your girl,” she shot back. He advanced closer. “Your uncle told us he’s throwing you all out… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“However, as he began his prayer, she couldn’t think about anything but the warm pressure of his hands against hers. His fingers were strong… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Maybe that's why God had placed the angel at the Garden of Eden—to keep people away from the Tree of Life? Not to prevent… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Her pretty mouth curled into the beginning of a smile. He’d learned that she doled out smiles sparingly, and so he gave himself permission… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“I’ve been trying to think of a solution,” Reinhold said, “and I could come up with only one idea.” “What?” “Marry me.” A burst… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Maybe we won't have the beauty of a perfect summer. But neither do we have to endure the callousness of an uncaring winter. Instead,… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Christine,” he mumbled between their lips, “we must be married soon.” She couldn’t find the words to answer him. She’d never imagined anyone would… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“They would face many more hardships in the days to come. They wouldn’t be perfect and neither would their marriage. But they could still… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“When things don't turn out the way we want, about the only thing we can do is know God is still there piecing together… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Just because the whole world changes its opinion about something doesn't mean God changes his.” — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Reverend Bedell?” she said. He halted and glanced at her. She expected irritation or at least weariness to cross his features and was completely… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Her words made her pause. She couldn't have anything that was truly worthwhile without fighting for it-her farm, her family, and perhaps even love… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
“Christine,” he started, “is it possible that God can do more yet between us?” Was that a note of hope in his voice? Did… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
