Pencil in His Hand: A Mother's Bookshelf of Stories, Poems, and Art.

  Salvation Stories: Bree "You're moving where? That's the most stupid thing you've done so far! What about us? Is this it then?" Bree squished her eyes shut in an effort to shut off the recent and painful exchange. Dane had been livid. But, he wasn't going to get his way this time. Tears forced their way through her eyelids. All she'd ever wanted was to be Dane's forever girl. She'd given him everything in the hopes of making that dream come true, but even she had her limits. Her pride. She'd forgiven him and taken him back the first time, and then the second. Why, she could hardly fathom. What was wrong with her? When Dane had taken a third girl into his arms, Bree had finally woken up. He would never change. And her trust was utterly broken. Bree grabbed another box, and stuffed some random papers and books into it. Her movements were wooden. Robotic. Until she touched The Book. Her grandmother's book. Her glare melted into a smile, albe...