Keepsake (True North, #3)

by Sarina Bowen

“Everyone has a time when they need a lot more than they can give. It doesn’t matter how much you hate it. It’s just true.”

“I can handle it, Lark. Just lean on me. I’ll be your Apostate Farm.”

Look at the heavens and see; And behold the clouds—they are higher than you.

the end of a stage in your life doesn’t announce itself with trumpets or fireworks. Sometimes it just seeps in, like the smell of snow on the air as fall gives way to winter.