“PTSD sucked. It was a dragon that lived inside her own head, shaking loose more and more nightmarish memories, each one prompting another like dominoes tumbling.” — Loreth Anne White Copy Share Image
“Emotion. Need. Desire for human contact. And it was killing her because it hurt. It hurt like all hell. And she couldn’t have it.” — Loreth Anne White Copy Share Image
“woman. Courage like a mountain lion. All of that is inside you, Tori Burton,” — Loreth Anne White Copy Share Image
“It started, as all dialogues do, when a path crosses that of another .” — Loreth Anne White Copy Share Image
“Charles Dickens once said that “Home” is simply a name, a word, but it’s a strong one; stronger than any magician ever spoke, or… — Loreth Anne White Copy Share Image
“PTSD sucked. It was a dragon that lived inside her own head, shaking loose more and more nightmarish memories, each one prompting another like… — Loreth Anne White Copy Share Image
“Nothing could hold back time or tide, or weather, or what was going to come out of this now . . .” — Loreth Anne White Copy Share Image
“The familiarity of home always outweighed the danger. Deadly mistake, that.” — Loreth Anne White Copy Share Image
“That you traveled as far away from this place as you possibly could, only to find yourself back, and it’s all concertinaed down to… — Loreth Anne White Copy Share Image
“You are beautiful. You are strong. You are enough. You don’t need to be anything more. Or less.” — Loreth Anne White Copy Share Image
