“Ingeborg lifted her face to the sun, eyes closed, listening to the sounds of the lake—wavelets lapping the shore, birds singing and two jays scolding above them, the wind sharing secrets with the crags, and children laughing and shouting. The… — Lauraine Snelling Copy Share Image
“Ingeborg lifted her face to the sun, eyes closed, listening to the sounds of the lake—wavelets lapping the shore, birds singing and two jays… — Lauraine Snelling Copy Share Image
“By the grace of God and by keeping busy making life better for others. That is how women always get through the hard parts… — Lauraine Snelling Copy Share Image
“Franklin can see you. How long has she been missing?” “Four days.” It felt like forever.” — Lauraine Snelling Copy Share Image
“things hoped for, the assurance of things unseen.” “We must have faith.” Kaaren closed the book in her lap. “Ja, we must,” Ingeborg acknowledged.… — Lauraine Snelling Copy Share Image
“Yes, she believed God loved her. But if this whole fiasco was His idea of love . . .” — Lauraine Snelling Copy Share Image
“Gran was just being polite. Southern people are supposed to be polite and gracious. She's trying to show me how to be the same… — Lauraine Snelling Copy Share Image
“The rhythm now came automatically, just like Mavis had said it would. And her thoughts could drift elsewhere as she worked. There was something… — Lauraine Snelling Copy Share Image
