Reader Loyalty Will Stay Because I'm Not

The Death Of A Friendship Was Usually Slow And Insidious, Like The Wearing Away Of A Hillside After Years Of Too Much Rain. A Handful Of Misunderstandings, A Season Of Miscommunication, The Passing Of Time, And Where Once Stood Two Women With A Dozen Years Of Memories And Tears And Conversation And Laughter—where Once Stood Two Women Closer Than Sisters—now Stood Two Strangers.

The More Bad Choices You Make, The Less Bad Your Choices Seem.

Life Changes, People Come And Go And Seasons Never Last. Karen Kingsbury # Leaving

Love Happens When People Forgive.

I Write About The Trials And Triumphs Of Contemporary Life - And Often The Readers See Themselves Between The Lines Of The Story.