Maddie

“Siobhan breathes out slowly through her nose. She’s aiming for calm, but it reads more angry bull than zen.”
― Beth O'Leary, The No-Show

“And as I put the finishing touches on my husband’s grave in the woods, I recite to myself the poem he once wrote for me many years ago, back when I was fifteen years old and he was my English teacher fresh out of college who swore to me I was his soulmate: Life nearly passed me by Then she Young and alive With smooth hands And pink cheeks Showed me myself Took away my breath With cherry-red lips Gave me life once again”
― Freida McFadden, The Teacher

“Love was a bunch of small things that added up to bigger things. Love was feeling valued. And accepted. Just the way you were. It was never feeling too much, or not enough, even though often you were both, because Love loved you anyway. Not in spite of it, but because of it.”
― Ashley Poston, A Novel Love Story

“Every time I think I’ve experienced the worst day yet, there is a new winner.”
― Freida McFadden, The Teacher