A Dark Lure (A Dark Lure, #1)

by Loreth Anne White

“All things have their season, Liv,” Myron said, his words thick and slurring slightly now. “Each life has a cycle. One makes one’s choices and bears one’s punishment.

But sometimes people are broken and don’t know how to mend because they aren’t able to say what they need or deeply want. Sometimes you get to a point in life where you realize you’ve made a terrible mistake and you desperately need to fix it, but it’s so deep and bitterly ingrained you can’t start.”

nothing lasted forever, that they must use each moment, each day, as a rare gift. That they must never allow the cloak of hubris and self-indulgence to stop them from appreciating, nurturing, protecting those closest to them.

Time wrought big changes on some people, very little on others.

It’s like getting a second chance where everything is new again.” She smiled. “Or that’s what I like to think—that there can be stages in life where you become a whole different creature. Where there are new possibilities.”

‘Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.’”

“Grief isn’t linear,

And in that instant she was certain that from up there, everything must look like it had a plan. A reason. A pattern. She just couldn’t see it from down here.

You are beautiful. You are strong. You are enough. You don’t need to be anything more. Or less.”

you’ve just got to keep living one day at a time, until you’re living again.”

Without fear, there cannot be true courage

“I think the dead see everything. And from up there in the stars, everything makes sense. It has a design.” He crooked up a hairy gray brow. “Do they forgive you, do you think? From up there?” She thought on this a while. “Yes. They do. They know that you don’t have the same perspective that they do, so you make mistakes. You make wrong decisions even though you think they’re right.”