“She allowed herself the luxury of a good cry, figuring that her tears were mingling with the downpour to soak into the soil. It was relief. It was joy. It was the knowledge that she had overcome, and it spilled… — Tracy Winegar Copy Share Image
“She allowed herself the luxury of a good cry, figuring that her tears were mingling with the downpour to soak into the soil. It… — Tracy Winegar Copy Share
“Ellis,” he said. “You’re watchin’ a miracle right under your nose.” He gave a few of the seeds to Ellis and let him drop… — Tracy Winegar Copy Share
“Amidst his chaotic thoughts, Ellis thought of Clairey’s face, and he clung to that image. He conjured the radiant glow of her eyes when… — Tracy Winegar Copy Share
“She remembered the day vividly, for how can you forget the day your heart is broken? The funny thing about a broken heart is… — Tracy Winegar Copy Share
“Clairey tasted the bile rising up in her throat, could smell the pathetic fear she was giving off, and they were as familiar to… — Tracy Winegar Copy Share
The funny thing about a broken heart is that it's not fatal. Though you wish in vain that it were, life continues on and… — Tracy Winegar Copy Share
“Ain’t I your man?” he persisted. “Yeah, Ellis, you’re my man.” Her lips quaked as she said it.” — Tracy Winegar Copy Share
“Clairey knew well that it was one thing to occupy his bed, quite another to occupy his heart.” — Tracy Winegar Copy Share
“Ellis squatted down next to her and put his hand gently on her shoulder. “Clairey…” Her name sounded strange on his lips for the… — Tracy Winegar Copy Share
“There was a moment of hesitation in which Joe looked into her eyes, and she looked back without flinching. Many a time, he had… — Tracy Winegar Copy Share
“In the back of his mind, he had always wondered why — why they harbored such resentment for him. Now he had the answer, and he… — Tracy Winegar Copy Share
“Just ’cause a body says somethin’ don’t make it so. You know who you are, and they can’t change that no matter what them… — Tracy Winegar Copy Share
“He was born to be a farmer. It was something that he was good at, something he knew well. He was a giver of… — Tracy Winegar Copy Share
