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What is home? Maybe it's not a place, but a moment in time. When I was safe. Secure. Cared for. Home. It's more than a point on a map. It's a sensation. A feeling of comfort--feet
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Caitlin." Hawkins touched her cheek. "That wasn't quite what I had in mind." "Oh, for heaven's sake," she burst out, "do you not see how silly you're being?" "It's only silly if you continue to shy from me like a maiden. You're the MacBride. You've done worse than kiss an Englishman." His hands held her fast at the arms, and he bent to whisper in her ear. "I won the forfeit." His breath caressed the curve of her ear. "I want to feel the ful..
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Ever since she was small, she'd found delight and comfort in books. For her, a story was so much more than words on a page. Opening a book was like opening a door to another world, and once she stepped across the threshold, she was transported. When she was reading a story, she lived inside a different skin.
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On Sunday, something washed up on shore.
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stopped right in the middle of the path, cast a furtive glance left and right and then pressed his mouth in full lockdown mode upon hers. Ew.
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Aw, Gran." Annie had been fighting tears from the moment she'd boarded the train from New York. "Please don't leave me." "I won't," she said with a gentle smile. "Keep me in your heart, and you'll always know where to find me."
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You're afraid," he said, the amazement of sudden revelation lighting his face. "I never thought I'd find the one thing you fear." "I'm not afraid," she said. "You've never been kissed before, have you?" She looked beyond him, her vision blurring as memories swept over her. Ah, she'd been kissed. Once. Alonso had kissed her once. He had held both her hands lightly, as if they were fragile crystal. She recalled his handsome face, dark and ten..
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Dreams changed a person, and there was a little danger in that, because having a powerful dream made you vulnerable to failure and disappointment.
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He stopped working and smiled at her. "What are you thinking that makes you look at me so?" "I'm thinking I'd best do something about you soon." "Are you open to suggestions?" Setting aside an iron chisel, he brushed her cheek. The glove glided, hot and rough, on her skin. She pushed his hand aside. "Not of that sort."
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The pressure of his mouth eased. He drew away, holding her at arm's length. He filled her vision, broad shoulders and shaggy head framed by the crags and cliffs of Connemara. He had a look of astonished delight on his face, while dangerous banked fires smoldered in his eyes. Still gripping her shoulders, he stepped back and said, "Look me in the eye, Caitlin MacBride, and tell me you've been kissed before."
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What a joy life is when you have made a close working partnership with Nature, helping her to produce for the benefit of mankind new forms, colors, and perfumes in flowers which were never known before; fruits in form, size, and flavor never before seen on this globe." -Luther Burbank."
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Seeking to distract her from further questions, he bent and blew lightly into her ear. She shivered. "This horse bites, you know." "I think he likes me. Almost as much as you do." "I don't like you. How can I like you? I don't even know you, for you refuse to answer my questions." He stroked her upper arms. "There is little to say. You have Clonmuir, and that makes you far richer than I." He gazed over the horse's back, where a patch of sun..
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You mustn't touch me." Very slowly, he lowered his hand. "You need to be touched, Caitlin MacBride. You need it very badly." She girded herself with denial. "Even if it were so, I would not need it from an Englishman." "Think again, my love. We're easy with one another despite our differences. Remember our first meeting--the shock of it, the knowing? We could be good for each other." "And when, pray, has an Englishman ever been good for Ire..
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There is more real wealth in a pound of honey, or a load of manure for that matter, than all the currency in the world. We often destroy the world's real wealth to create an illusion of wealth, confusing symbol and substance." --William Longgood, The Queen Must Die" --
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Did you know a child laughs an average of three hundred times a day, and an adult just three?
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The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears or the sea. --Isak Dinesen
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Why not seize the pleasure at once? How often is happiness destroyed by preparation, foolish preparation! --Jane Austen (1798)
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They spent the day with Lucia, who promised that the following day she would take them up to Scala, an even tinier, loftier town where her parents now lived. That evening, Mac took her to a restaurant called Il Flauto di Pan- Pan's Flute- perched at the Villa Cimbrone among the gardens and crumbling walls. It was probably the most beautiful restaurant she'd ever seen. The centuries-old villa was embellished with incredible gardens of fuchsi..
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As the saying goes, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
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For memory, we use our imagination. We take a few strands of real time and carry them with us, then like an oyster we create a pearl around them. --John Banville
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I would forfeit the very surety of my soul to be the man who brings that look upon your face.
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Caitlin, I was born to worry about you.
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I came here to conquer you. And here I stay, a willing prisoner of your heart.
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BURNING LOVE 8 slices bread 3 cups heavy cream 1 whole egg 3 egg yolks 1- 1/2 cups sugar 1/2 teaspoon nutmeg 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon 1/4 cup rum 1/2 cup raisins or currants, steeped for 15 minutes in a cup of very hot water (reserve liquid) Preheat the oven to 350degF. Dice bread into cubes. Whisk together cream, whole egg, egg yolks, 1/2 cup sugar, nutmeg, cinnamon, and 1 tablespoon of rum. Combine bread cubes and cream mixture. Drain r..
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Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage. --LAO TZU
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The handblown glass pickle ornaments from Lauscha in Germany can date back as far as 1847, and are treasured by families everywhere. The first child to spy the ornament on the tree Christmas morning gets an extra gift from Santa, and the first adult enjoys good luck all the year through.
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she was a digital geek. He'd always considered himself pretty good at multitasking, but she truly had a gift. At any given moment, she could juggle up to three devices. She might be tweeting on her iPhone while taking a call, at the same time scheduling something on her iPad and uploading a video to the internet.
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Never let anyone tell you that food isn't a kind of love. Yet
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a broken heart doesn't care how the love got lost.
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her questions shooting at him like a barrage of machine-gun fire. He thought he did okay, because he was prepared. He had spent weeks reading and researching and studying, all the while waiting for the next round of bad news about his father.
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Step softly--a dream lies buried here.
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quit arguing," he said. "It's a done deal." He sat down and shoved first one foot, then the other, into his cowboy boots--the ridiculously expensive ones she had given him last Christmas. She'd never regretted the purchase, though, because they looked so good on him. "It's not a done deal. We can still cancel. The budget for the show is already stretched to the limit. And a water buffalo? It's going to be fifteen hundred pounds of stubborn...
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life had taught him long ago that fear and happiness could not coexist.
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1/2 cup softened sweet butter 1 small (3-ounce) stick of softened cream cheese 1 1/4 cup flour a small jar of jam--choose apricot, raspberry or apple a sprinkle of powdered sugar Beat the butter and cream cheese until light and fluffy. Add flour, then roll the dough out on a floured
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surface. With a sharp knife, slice into squares about 2 inches across and place these on a lightly greased cookie sheet. Place a small spoonful of jam on each cookie and loosely fold opposite corners together, pinching at the edge. Bake at 375deg for 15 minutes. When cool, sprinkle with powdered sugar. This recipe makes about 2 dozen cookies.
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Life as it reveals itself is filled with riches. What will happen, will happen. Worrying will not affect the outcome.
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They'd take Nina's hair tonight, leaving only enough to cover her scalp--the k.d. lang look, Jezebel explained. Paige would weave the hair, strand by strand, into a wig modeled after Nina's natural look. Sonnet nearly forgot to breathe, listening to Paige, whose eyes lit as she talked about her work.
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The dispatcher said they're ten minutes out. That was almost ten minutes ago, so--" "Okay, I need to concentrate here." Faith knew it was better to perform a few unnecessary chest compressions for someone with a beating heart, rather than withhold compressions from someone in cardiac arrest. Holding her hands one over the other, she leaned over his bare chest and got started. Everything else fell away as she pushed hard and fast, counting o..
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your smile is my sunshine.
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She could scarcely move at all. Her muscles felt impossibly weak. Her limbs were gummy worms. She looked at her hands. Looked at her mother. "Is that what happened to my manicure? It's gone because I've been asleep for a year? A whole freaking year? That's impossible." It was the kind of thing people passed around on the Internet--Woman Sleeps for a Year, Wakes Up Angry About Manicure."
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Are you taking piano lessons?" Alice asked Ruby. "No," said Ruby. "I don't know how to play." "Well, this is a fine instrument. It's not a toy." "Then why is it called playing?"
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I'm open to suggestions, if you happen to have any." "You could sing," Ruby said without missing a beat. "Or if you don't like singing--" "How did you guess?" "You could listen to music. Or audiobooks--I used to listen to them before I learned to read. You could also tell jokes and talk on the phone if you put it on speakerphone. You could tell me all your favorite flowers, and I would plant them in the garden so you can have a bouquet when..
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one in eight women will be diagnosed with breast cancer--and the other seven will know her.
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No pessimist ever discovered the secret of the stars, or sailed to an uncharted land, or opened a new doorway for the human spirit." --Helen Keller"
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