Donna Ashcroft > Quotes

“I’d like to have the chance to make new memories with you too,’ she said quietly. ‘And this time I’ll take the bad with the good, because you’re right, life is a mixture of them both. It’s how we learn what to be grateful for, what to cherish and hold onto – and what to move on from when it’s time.”
― Donna Ashcroft, Christmas Secrets in the Scottish Highlands

“Lots of people aren’t courageous enough to follow the life they were born to.”
― Donna Ashcroft, Summer at Kindness Cottage

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― Donna Ashcroft, Christmas Secrets in the Scottish Highlands

“If you can’t get up to mischief with a chum from time to time, life’s not going to be much fun.”
― Donna Ashcroft, Summer in the Scottish Highlands

“shoulder kindly and then hopped a couple of times onto his right foot. Callum tried to do the same and screwed up his face when he almost tripped. ‘I feel entirely out of my depth,’ he admitted, linking arms with Evie and spinning her around so quickly she almost fell into someone. ‘We weren’t exactly a dancing family and I never got the hang of it. Especially given my height. Give me a fire to fight, a cat to rescue or a cliff to abseil off, and I’m in my element – dancing’s definitely not my thing.’ ‘Give it time,’ Evie advised, taking his hand and leading him across the dance floor as the participants all linked arms and followed each other, skipping slowly in a large circle. ‘You need to get a feel for the people around you, try to predict what they’ll do next.’ She was enjoying him though, enjoying his imperfections. It helped to take her mind off the kiss they’d shared. ‘I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to predict that,’ Callum said, gazing at her intently, making butterflies swirl around her stomach. She shook her head and looked away. At the far end of the room, Evie saw Nana Agnes leave Fergus to greet some of her friends, and noticed his eyes follow. He drank a full glass of whisky, tapping his foot on the floor as Agnes hugged and kissed them and began to chat. Then the music stopped as the dance ended, and everyone cheered and clapped. Evie turned to Callum and bowed as he looked at her with an expression of bemusement. ‘Is that it?’ He sounded relieved and followed Evie as she led him off the dance floor towards where Meg was waiting. She glanced at Jason who was still talking to the woman in the green dress. He’d picked up one of the candles from the table and was pointing at it. The last meal they’d shared, he’d talked about physics for the whole evening. The library had taken delivery of a new tome on the subject and Jason had read the whole thing in one night. The woman didn’t look bored though: she looked enchanted. Evie studied her carefully – she wore dark red lipstick the colour of plums and her mouth curved as she listened. Was Jason cheating on her? A feeling of relief spread through Evie before she dismissed it, annoyed with herself. ‘You were brilliant!’ Meg greeted them with a beaming smile and smoothed a hand over her blonde hair. ‘At least, you will be,’ she added, patting Callum gently on the arm. ‘You just need a little more practice. I’m sure Evie could give you some private lessons in the yurt before you head home.’ Callum’s eyes crinkled in the corners, making Evie’s heart thump. ‘Depends on whether she values her feet or not,’ he said with good humour, giving her an out.”
― Donna Ashcroft, The Little Village of New Starts

“right.”
― Donna Ashcroft, Summer in the Scottish Highlands