Beth Mitchell

“Miss Lion, I take this opportunity to tell you that I know somewhat of your situation. Your cousin—” “Archibald?” “Yes. He does not often come to Sunday service, but for some reason, he believes the Anglican church has a confession.” “How very Catholic of him.” Hawkes’s smile was like the flicker of a candle. “Yes. And I honour it. I’ve even set up a booth in a back office for his use.” Admirably, I reined in my laugh.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 2

“JOLLY GOOD FUN!” they all cried out.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“It was Hawkes who gave voice. “Alchemy.” I shivered. That mythical pursuit that turns disparate elements to gold.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“I learned a long time ago that my happiness has to be separate from the things beyond my control.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 3