Winter Garden

by Kristin Hannah

“To lose love is a terrible thing,” Mom said softly. “But to turn away from it is unbearable. Will you spend the rest of your life replaying it in your head? Wondering if you walked away too soon or too easily? Or if you’ll ever love anyone that deeply again?”

“To those who are here, those who are gone, and those who are lost.” She clinked her glass against Mom’s.