A friend of ours, the wife of a pastor at a church in Colorado, had once told me about something her daughter, Hannah, said when she was three years old. After the morning service was over one Sunday, Hannah tugged on her mom's skirt and asked. "Mommy, why do some people in church have lights over their heads and some don't?" At the time, I remember thinking two things: First, I would've knelt down and asked Hannah, "Did I have a light over my head? Please say yes!" I also wondered what Hannah had seen, and whether she had seen it because, like my son, she had a childlike faith.
Todd BurpoMots clés burpo childlike-faith colton heaven-is-for-real todd-burpo
I take it, since you sought to change matters, I was the one you found boring.
Emma WildesMots clés boring matters colton
We’re not exactly heavenly angels. More like prison inmates with wings.
Keri LakeMots clés paranormal-romance angels demons colton halos somnium
Don’t cry, Princess. You know what they say. You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you meet your prince.
Nyrae DawnMots clés colton
you're just pissed you liked it
Nyrae DawnMots clés colton cheyenne charade
You can’t hold it in forever,” Colton said, apropos of nothing. “Yes, I can.” I had to. “You’ll go crazy. It’ll come out, one way or another.” “Better crazy than broken.” I wasn't sure where that came from, hadn't thought it or meant to say it. “You’re not broken. You’re hurting.
Jasinda WilderMots clés hurt crazy grief broken hurting nell colton falling-into-you jasinda-wilder supression
The walk back to the subway and the subsequent ride to my apartment in Queens is long, providing me with too much time to ask myself exactly what the fuck I'm getting myself into. Nell is bad news. She’s got major damage, a baggage train a mile long. And so do I.
Jasinda WilderMots clés falling damage colton baggage falling-into-you jasinda-wilder
My thoughts are free to roam back to the way she leaned her head on my arm for a split second, as if wishing she could let herself go, let herself lean farther. But she didn't, and I can’t help but respect her for that, even I know her strength is false, propped up by the shaky girders of Old Man Jack. One day soon, those girders will collapse, and her world will crumble, and I know I have to be there when that happens.
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Dan moans behind me, reminding her of the problem. She straightens in fear at the sound of his voice, peers over my shoulder at the chunk of bloody beef that is Dan Sikorsky. She looks slowly from him to me. “What did you do?” I duck my head, embarrassed. “I sort of lost my temper.
Jasinda WilderMots clés funny temper lol falling nell haha colton falling-into-you jasinda-wilder
You done a number on him, Colt. He needs a doctor, or he ain't gonna make it.” “He tried to rape her, Split. Then he punched her.” “To be fair,” Nell puts in, “he only punched me after I put a knife to his throat.” Split coughs a laugh. “You what? Girl, you crazy.
Jasinda WilderMots clés falling nell colton split falling-into-you jasinda-wilder
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