“In my stories, I wrote Malcolm as fire and gold and power, but here in my arms, Colin is cedar, silver, and… — Jacqueline E. Smith Copy Share Image
“After walking the Royal Mile, we visit Edinburgh Castle. Overlooking the city from the grassy hilltop of the Castle Rock, the fortress… — Jacqueline E. Smith Copy Share Image
“I haven’t even been here an hour and already, Edinburgh is the city of my dreams.” — Jacqueline E. Smith Copy Share Image
“Love was more than just a fleeting desire, or a brief glimpse into a fairy tale, or a flash of playful flirtation… — Jacqueline E. Smith Copy Share Image
“In my stories, I wrote Malcolm as fire and gold and power, but here in my arms, Colin is cedar, silver, and summer air.” — Jacqueline E. Smith Copy Share Image
“I was supposed to earn my doctorate, become a literature professor, settle down with a nice, normal husband and raise a nice, normal family.… — Jacqueline E. Smith Copy Share Image
“It’s strange. I’ve spent most of my life trying to convince everyone that I’m completely normal. You know, that I can’t see dead people.… — Jacqueline E. Smith Copy Share Image
“You want to go to college?” She’d have thought that he’d be done with school as soon as he graduated. “I’ve flirted with the… — Jacqueline E. Smith Copy Share Image
“After walking the Royal Mile, we visit Edinburgh Castle. Overlooking the city from the grassy hilltop of the Castle Rock, the fortress itself looks… — Jacqueline E. Smith Copy Share Image
“We’ll actually be staying several nights in Dunadhar Castle but one night, we’re going to be camping out at Loch Ness, just to see… — Jacqueline E. Smith Copy Share Image
“I haven’t even been here an hour and already, Edinburgh is the city of my dreams.” — Jacqueline E. Smith Copy Share Image
“God, can you imagine what discovering the Loch Ness Monster would do to Luke's ego?” — Jacqueline E. Smith Copy Share Image
“People tend to think that death is absolute, the one thing we can all be certain about, but that’s not the case. Death is… — Jacqueline E. Smith Copy Share Image
“Love was more than just a fleeting desire, or a brief glimpse into a fairy tale, or a flash of playful flirtation in her… — Jacqueline E. Smith Copy Share Image
