Tears could not be equal, if I wept diamonds from the skies," Jenks whispered, empty and bereft. "My word silent, though I should howl. Muffled by death, my wings can't lift me high enough to find you. I feel you within. Unaware of my pain. Not knowing why I mourn. And why I breathe alone.
Kim HarrisonIโm not going to pick her up and carry her screaming to the basement,โ Trent said. โItโs a workday. Besides, she has a crutch.โ โCrutch or no, sheโs hurt!โ Ceri protested. โI mean,โ Trent said intently, โshe can hit me with it if I do something she doesnโt like.
Kim HarrisonKisten, please don't leave me," I begged, and his eyes opened. "I'm cold," he said, fear rising in his blue eyes. I held him tighter. "I'm holding you. It's going to be okay." "Tell Ivy," he said with a gasp, clenching in on himself. "Tell Ivy that it wasn't her fault. And tell her that at the end... you remember love. I don't think... we lose our souls... at all. I think God keeps them for us until we... come home. I love you, Rachel." "I love you, too, Kisten," I sobbed, and as I watched, his eyes, memorizing my face, silvered, and he died.
Kim HarrisonRachel?โ came Ivyโs voice from her room. โWhereโs my sword?โ โIn the foyer where you left it last week when the evangelists were canvassing the neighborhood
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