Leah

“But as the sun slipped even further, his eyes weren’t drawn to the horizon. He watched Lily as she stood on the dock, glorying in the golden ritual, her russet hair slipping free from its ponytail to frame her face with messy abandon.
This is the view I need to be happy, she’d said.
The irony was exquisite. Because that was what he whispered to himself every time he saw her too.
And there wasn’t a damn thing he could ever do about it.”
― Elyse Mady, Something So Right

“Dreams are stories our subconscious needs to tell.”
― Jaci Miller

“The water. The lake. It flows through our veins, and there's nothing we can do about it… It's like venom.”
― Karen Katchur, The Secrets of Lake Road