In the Company of Witches (Evenfall Witches B&B, #1)

by Auralee Wallace

there was something a bit magical about the silence of a room filled with books. You could almost feel the stories reaching out to you with romance and adventure.

I know firsthand you can spend your entire life living in the past, and that is no life at all.

It’s true what they say. Giving help is sometimes more healing than receiving it.”

That was the thing about grief I had come to know so well. It was always too much. The loss always too big. The pain always takes up too much space. It takes all the room you have until there is nothing left, and then it takes even more.