Afternoon sun Quote by Leslie D. Stuart

““She had never seen a man become truly choked up with emotion, but her beautiful music destroyed Riley’s tough steel walls. Right now, with golden afternoon sunlight illuminating every emotional shimmer, there was no hiding the honesty in his face. Riley loved her with all his heart. And was so proud of her it spilled down his cheeks. ~~ Savannah Graystone, from "Roses in Winter" by Leslie D. Stuart””

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