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112 pages, ebook
First published March 3, 2015
"You don't make me sad.
You make me whole."
"You're not going anywhere?"
"I'm right where I want to be."
I'd learned a lot more about hope. It looks like ivory sheets and stacks of paint cans and two pairs of shoes next to the bed. It sounds like rustling bedcovers and murmured endearments. Hope tastes like skin and soap and victory and coffee. And I can say now with absolute certainty that hope DOES come in a paper cup and smells an awful lot like a vanilla latte to go.
Since David had come into my life I'd learned a lot more about hope. It looks like ivory sheets and stacks of paint cans and two pairs of shoes next to the bed. It sounds like rustling bedcovers and murmured endearments. Hope tastes like skin and soap and victory and coffee. And I can say now with absolute certainty that hope does come in a paper cup and smells an awful lot like a vanilla latte to go.
"Hope looks like ivory sheets and stacks of paint cans and two pair of shoes next to the bed. It sounds like rustling bedcovers and murmured endearments. Hope tastes like skin and soap and victory and coffee.
And I can say now with absolute cetaintly that hope does come in a paper cup and smells an awful lot like a vanilla latte to go."