God grows fragrant flowers of hope in the ashes of loss.
The more bad choices you make, the less bad your choices seem.
You need to have time to really hear God.
A verse came to mind, one that has comforted Kari before. It was the shortest verse in the Bible: Jesus wept. If he cried over Jerusalem, if he cried over the death of Lazarus, surely he was crying now over the death of her dreams, the death of her marriage.
My characters are not plastic.
There were times when I was so sick of talking about the Bible.