Not like a heart, which let people in without permission, held them in a special place she never had any say in and then yearned for them to remain there longer than they planned.
Cecelia AhernI write human stories. I write about people. Not as a product of their environment. But from the stance that everybody is made of the same thing.
Cecelia AhernTime cannot be packaged and ribboned and left under trees for christmas morning.Time can't be given.But it can be shared
Cecelia Ahern