Kristin Hannah
Dianne knelt down beside Sarah, she felt for a pulse and found none. The silence turned sour, thick; all Dianne could think about was the sound of this child's laughter and how empty the world would be without it.
— Kristin Hannah
Do you love him?" How would I know?" You'd know.
— Kristin Hannah
Elizabeth: "Maybe he'll surprise you." Meghann: "Birdie, they all surprise me. Last week, I hugged my date at the door and felt a bra strap.
— Kristin Hannah
Even as she listened to murmurs of support, she heard the relief in other people’s voices, the immense gratitude that it wasn’t their child who had died. She heard I’m so sorry until she despised those words as she had never despised anything in her life, and she discovered an anger in her soul that was new.
— Kristin Hannah
Fifteen minutes later, Betsy came thundering down the stairs. "I'm going to the mall with Sierra to see a movie." Michael leaned forward, switched off the television. "Can you please rephrase that in the form of a question?"" Sure. Can I have some money?
— Kristin Hannah
Girls like you can't understand," Julia said, and it was true. Ellie had been popular. She didn't know that some hurts were like a once-broken bone. In the right weather, they could ache for a lifetime.
— Kristin Hannah
Goddamn, sometimes it hurt to be free.
— Kristin Hannah
He'd learned in the past few months that telling a girl what to wear--even one the size of a golf club--was a bad idea. Histrionics often followed.
— Kristin Hannah
He is a man, and he is afraid. This is not a good combination.
— Kristin Hannah
He was afraid that the secrets she'd kept would always be here, inside him, an ugly malignant thing lodged near enough to his heart to upset its rhythm, and though it could be removed, cut out, there would always be scars; bits and pieces of it would remain in his blood, making it wrong somehow, so that if he accidentally sliced his skin open, his blood would--for one heartbeat--flow as black as India ink before it remembered that it should be red.
— Kristin Hannah
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