Quotes from Mary Connealy

Four agin' two, and one of 'em a gutless, little female," Percy said with a cackling laugh. "I'd say that makes you purely outgunned, McClellen." "Guess again, you low-down polecat," Adam roared from out of the trees. Adam raised his gun and took aim at the unarmed man closest to his Sophie. Fury such as he'd never known cut through his soul.

He clutched his hands into a ball, praying, Why, God, why? I've been a faithful servant and served my church well. So why do You feel the need to test me? Actually, punish would be a more apt description.

I told you he had calico fever," he drawled in a Texas twang. "Why else would a young man mope around like a tick-fevered doggie?

It comes naturally to want a man of your very own, to want babies of your own. You scoff at it, but it's as natural as breathing to a woman to want these things.

You can fill that house to the rafters with all the baby girls you want, now that you're married to me. And I promise to be nothing but grateful.

She had on men's clothes—the hat, britches, shirt, boots, even a six-gun she wore on her hip. It had never bothered her before Rylan Carstens. She wiped her eyes. It was sure enough bothering her now.

Tossing aside her buckskin gloves, she pulled her red handkerchief out of her hip pocket—no lace kerchief tucked up her sleeve for Maizy—and wiped her eyes again, then blew her nose in a completely unladylike way. How had she let herself get this upset? And over a man, of all things.

She'd heard they were gentle, even the bulls. And she was savvy about cattle. She knew how to judge their tempers and stay clear of them when necessary.

She took a little pleasure in defying him. And it was a harmless defiance, especially if he didn't know she was here.

Rylan bent low over his horse, coming as fast as he could on the rocky ground that rose to this bluff along the river. Was he trying to kill her? If so, he was doing a poor job of it. The bullets were missing, going way over her head. But even on her worst day, she'd never done anything to make the man killing mad. And Maizy knew, even though Rylan seemed like a mighty cranky man, that he wasn't the type to shoot a young woman, especially not for just being annoying.

Pound for pound there was no meaner animal on the face of the earth than a grizzly. Maizy had a Colt in her holster, but a bullet wasn't enough to bring one of these huge beasts down. Maybe a perfect shot right into the heart or brain would do it . . . but mostly . . . getting shot just made 'em mad.

She sure as shootin' hoped that proved to be true.

But the freedom of being my own boss is a wonderful thing.

God, You know I need supernatural control. Help me to be a better person. Help me to find joy in kindness. I need You to be with me every second of every day.

The isolation of this place tightened like a vise around her throat.

It's been hard. Easier was the wrong word. There's nothing easy about freedom. You have to strive. You have to make a plan and stick to it.

Why doesn't it matter?" Clay shrugged. " 'Cuz we're getting married right now, whether you understood what I wanted or not.

Because she was praying so hard when she felt a twist of fear about his leg, she decided it was God putting the notion in her head. She'd get the boot off while Rylan was unconscious.

Losing them leaves this gaping hole in your life and nothing can fill it." He shook his head. "it's a loss you live with forever. I forget how much it hurts, sometimes for days at a time. And then it'll hit me again.

we never quit on each other. None of us. Each of us ran into trouble, and through it all, right up to today, we all stuck together.

certainly lived through more troubles than Tina, though Tina's own life couldn't be considered an easy one.

I can't be out here alone with you wearing a nightgown." Grace clutched the blankets until her fingers hurt, thinking of the scandal of it all. "It's not proper." Daniel's fair skin turned an alarming shade of pink as he stared at her. "I'll bet it wasn't proper of us to sleep together, either.

Except for those occasional looks, she'd always had the impression he was avoiding her. And the fact that he was so attractive pinched hard. She'd done her best to ignore him, but she'd taken a liking to his herd of shining black Angus cattle. In fact she liked them a whole lot more than him.

How many gunshots did a woman have to tend in one lifetime?