“Just as the sun disappeared behind a large gray cloud, a white sedan crept slowly along the long twisted road. A wall of trees on either side of the road gave the appearance that the only way out was to forge ahead. The black pavement weaved, rounding bends, up and down small rolling hills. If someone were to look at the scene from above, it would appear similar to a white rat running through a large maze, no doubt on its way to find the cheese.”
―
Jill Sanders,
Finding Pride
“family,” ― Jill Sanders, Finding Pride
“Grant nodded then turned and started walking out of the barn.” ― Jill Sanders, Loving Lauren
“At least the meeting was early. After she was done, she could head straight home and take the rest of the day off to recuperate. It took a lot of energy to pull on her clothes. She didn’t even really think about what she was wearing; she just picked the warmest clothes she had. When she stepped outside, she shivered and felt like crying. It was still snowing. How could it still be snowing? The short hike to the station usually didn’t bother her, but today every bone in her body ached and every step felt like it could be her last. She even stopped in the little store on the corner to purchase a new pair of gloves and a hot cup of tea to help soothe her sore throat. But, as she stepped out again, even her new gloves did little to warm her from the cold wind. She tucked her free hand deep into her jacket’s pockets, but still felt like the chill was pushing through her and nothing would stop it. Even her eyelashes seemed frozen. When she walked into the office, Carla stopped her in the hallway just as the feeling was coming back to her face. “Oh” ― Jill Sanders, Unlucky in Love
“tempted to set her aside again. She was three steps ahead of him, and they stood eye to eye. This time he could see the concern in her face. He stopped on the steps and sat” ― Jill Sanders, Finding Pride
“How does blueberry pancakes sound?” ― Jill Sanders, Finding Pride
“instead” ― Jill Sanders, Returning Pride
“release” ― Jill Sanders, A Dash of Love
“Allen struggled to hold the Blackhawk steady. He could hear the bullets flying by and, for just a second, he closed his eyes and prayed.” ― Jill Sanders, My Sweet Valentine
“about five minutes later that it was fast asleep, curled up in” ― Jill Sanders, Finding Pride
“it” ― Jill Sanders, Grayton Series #1-3
“He shook his head as he set the spatula down, took her hips in his hands, and pulled her close. “No, just one surfer in particular. I guess he didn’t like that he came in second at WSL for two years.” “What’s his name?” He smiled. “Why? Are you going to go and beat him up?” She chuckled. “Maybe.” ― Jill Sanders, Rip Current
“crept” ― Jill Sanders, Loving Lauren
“You have the power to do whatever you want in life. Don't let anyone tell you different.” ― Jill Sanders, Loving Lauren
“pictures.” ― Jill Sanders, Finding Pride
“the idea but had shown up with a big” ― Jill Sanders, Returning Pride
“was. She looked around frantically for someone, anyone to help her excuse herself. There was no one else inside the store this late at night except the three of them. “Anyway...” Ruth repeated. “Your mother told me the story of how your father was incarcerated, all because you told a fib.” There it was. The” ― Jill Sanders, Red Hot Christmas
“Don’t mention it. We all pitched in to help. That’s the wonderful thing about small towns.” He smiled and patted her hand a little. “The people in Pride don’t usually take to strangers, but Matt just fit in. He became part of the family, you” ― Jill Sanders, Finding Pride
“like this if it hadn’t been for” ― Jill Sanders, In Too Deep
“family,” ― Jill Sanders, Finding Pride
“Grant nodded then turned and started walking out of the barn.” ― Jill Sanders, Loving Lauren
“At least the meeting was early. After she was done, she could head straight home and take the rest of the day off to recuperate. It took a lot of energy to pull on her clothes. She didn’t even really think about what she was wearing; she just picked the warmest clothes she had. When she stepped outside, she shivered and felt like crying. It was still snowing. How could it still be snowing? The short hike to the station usually didn’t bother her, but today every bone in her body ached and every step felt like it could be her last. She even stopped in the little store on the corner to purchase a new pair of gloves and a hot cup of tea to help soothe her sore throat. But, as she stepped out again, even her new gloves did little to warm her from the cold wind. She tucked her free hand deep into her jacket’s pockets, but still felt like the chill was pushing through her and nothing would stop it. Even her eyelashes seemed frozen. When she walked into the office, Carla stopped her in the hallway just as the feeling was coming back to her face. “Oh” ― Jill Sanders, Unlucky in Love
“tempted to set her aside again. She was three steps ahead of him, and they stood eye to eye. This time he could see the concern in her face. He stopped on the steps and sat” ― Jill Sanders, Finding Pride
“How does blueberry pancakes sound?” ― Jill Sanders, Finding Pride
“instead” ― Jill Sanders, Returning Pride
“release” ― Jill Sanders, A Dash of Love
“Allen struggled to hold the Blackhawk steady. He could hear the bullets flying by and, for just a second, he closed his eyes and prayed.” ― Jill Sanders, My Sweet Valentine
“about five minutes later that it was fast asleep, curled up in” ― Jill Sanders, Finding Pride
“it” ― Jill Sanders, Grayton Series #1-3
“He shook his head as he set the spatula down, took her hips in his hands, and pulled her close. “No, just one surfer in particular. I guess he didn’t like that he came in second at WSL for two years.” “What’s his name?” He smiled. “Why? Are you going to go and beat him up?” She chuckled. “Maybe.” ― Jill Sanders, Rip Current
“crept” ― Jill Sanders, Loving Lauren
“You have the power to do whatever you want in life. Don't let anyone tell you different.” ― Jill Sanders, Loving Lauren
“pictures.” ― Jill Sanders, Finding Pride
“the idea but had shown up with a big” ― Jill Sanders, Returning Pride
“was. She looked around frantically for someone, anyone to help her excuse herself. There was no one else inside the store this late at night except the three of them. “Anyway...” Ruth repeated. “Your mother told me the story of how your father was incarcerated, all because you told a fib.” There it was. The” ― Jill Sanders, Red Hot Christmas
“Don’t mention it. We all pitched in to help. That’s the wonderful thing about small towns.” He smiled and patted her hand a little. “The people in Pride don’t usually take to strangers, but Matt just fit in. He became part of the family, you” ― Jill Sanders, Finding Pride
“like this if it hadn’t been for” ― Jill Sanders, In Too Deep
