Red Dirt Heart 3 (Red Dirt Heart #3)

by N.R. Walker

“I am now,” I answered. “You have some weird magic power to make everything less heavy.”

I guess it took my mother turning up to show me that family is what sticks by you, not what walks away.

Something had changed last night, for me at least, like I’d fallen in love all over again or something I couldn’t place.

“It’s like having one lung removed. I can still live and breathe, but God, it’s not the same. My chest hurts and I have this hollow emptiness that weighs me down. And sometimes I think of him out of the blue and it stops me right where I stand, and I have to catch my breath.”