Barbara Bashore

“don’t deserve this.” Her lips wobble as she stares down at the check again. “Rosalie.” I say, and she takes a deep breath. Our eyes lock, and I give her a moment to get her bearings. Then I tell her the simple truth. “You are worth every penny.”
― Elsie Silver, Wild Love

“I nudge his shoulder, not trusting myself to speak. He nudges me back. Then we both fall into a companionable silence. Me, looking through my bird book and discovering what I saw last week was an osprey. Him, raptly flipping the pages of his graphic novel, top teeth strumming his bottom lip, as though he could inhale the story.”
― Elsie Silver, Wild Eyes

“The number of lives we are capable of living is limited only by the number of books we choose to read. —Ashlyn Greer, The Care & Feeding of Old Books”
― Barbara Davis, The Echo of Old Books

“No. Bought it with my allowance. We just got back from the bookstore. It’s a gift.” I blink at the blue-eyed boy. And then back down at the book in my lap. People have given me gifts my entire life. Expensive gifts. Over-the-top gifts. But this… “This is my favorite gift I’ve ever received,” I tell him, my voice thick. His chin drops and he smiles shyly into his lap.”
― Elsie Silver, Wild Eyes