Long Way Down (Calloway Sisters, #4)

by Krista Ritchie

Winona Briar Meadows. Thanks to Rose’s heart and generosity, we had another daughter.

All my girls. This is my family. And I swear to you—there’s no shortage of love in this room. Greater and stronger than anything I experienced growing up, and I just think, this is my life. This is my fucking life—and I’m not alone. I’ve loved every moment. Especially all the ones with them.

All six of us fix our eyes on the rising sun. There are moments you remember and people you will never fucking forget. While orange light bathes us, while tension flits far, far away, how much we’ve felt—all that we’ve bled—surrenders to our collective love. Lifetimes, days, minutes spent together. As we watch outward. As we watch upward. As our faces warm. We live and breathe in quiet, blissful peace.