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“He spoke my name as if it were a curse or an exaltation, something that moved him, for better or worse.”
― Lynn Painter, Betting on You

“Grief was like a memory keeper. It showed me moments I’d forgotten, and I was grateful, even as my stomach hollowed out. I never wanted to forget them, no matter how painful it was to remember.”
― Isabel Ibañez, What the River Knows

“Is this it, Whit?” I whispered. He squeezed me and pressed his lips against mine lightly. “If it is, this where I want to be.”
― Isabel Ibañez, What the River Knows

“That was the smile I didn’t trust—I just knew it came with consequences.”
― Isabel Ibañez, What the River Knows