Moxie (Rock-Hard Beautiful, #3)

by C.M. Stunich

The past isn't something you run from; it's something you walk slowly past, taking pictures, making memories. You learn from the bad times and treasure the good ones, but you leave that view firmly entrenched in the rearview mirror. All I want to see out the windshield is my future.

“You'll get through this. It might be like walking through fire; it might fucking burn. But once you get to the other side, the ashes of your past will fall away and you'll be cleansed, ready to start fresh.”

Slowly, slowly, slowly our little group is healing together, one scar, one wound, one bloody broken heart at a time.