Quotes from Mary Connealy

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It's dangerous, but it's a place full of the majesty of creation, too. It's a shining testimony to God.

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I don't reckon men are supposed to think," Sally said philosophically, as the pile of hemp rope grew at her feet. "That's why God gave 'em big muscles." Mandy tilted her head sideways for a second. "Makes as much sense as anything else." Sophie nodded. "Men do the lifting and women do the thinking. That sounds fair. I suppose God could have planned it that way.

Hey, if a gunslinging stranger comes along, just go right ahead and hand over Deb to him. I'd as soon my wife not leave, but he can have Trace's.

An inch from his ear, Kevin hissed, "Hide." Not a word from Andy, not a question. Nothing but instant obedience. It made a big brother both mighty proud and sad. A shame the kid had learned such ugly lessons. Silence, fear, danger, death. Stay hidden. Move, move, move. Ugly lessons they'd all learned well.

pushed along with a bit of unnecessary roughness. "I'm not telling you to rest because I think you're fragile." "Oh, yes you are." She looked at him suspiciously. "No, you're going to need the rest because Julia won't be around to help you for the rest of the day." "She won't?" "I won't?" Julia asked. "Or night." "Oh," Audra and Julia said at

Every outlaw and every rattlesnake in the territory that knew what was good for him would stay well back today from Mariah Stover.

It can trick a man into thinking only dark thoughts. It can trick a man into making some small thing into something large without the light of day to shine on his worries.

The devil is who torments good folks in the night. He whispers doubt in your ear. He stirs up anger. He picks at any little mistake you've made, or thinks you've made, and blows it up big. That's Satan, stirring and stirring trouble, like a pot he's trying to boil over, hoping he can spill sin through your soul and slop it all over the people around you.

As the evening passed and their married life began, Rafe discovered that in the arms of

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But in the moonlight your eyes glow like there's a fire burning in you. It's as if you were born to spread warmth and love.

He hoped she was gazing into the future that included him. A shiver rushed down his spine, and he wasn't sure if it was longing or fear. Truth be told, it was a little of both.

I like the idea of having a family, but I'd've preferred a less troublesome one. One where I get shot or drowned less often.

I want to give you the gift of my love, Megan Laramie.