Beard Science (Winston Brothers, #3)

by Penny Reid

“What do you want to be?” “A mother,” I said simply, because it was true. That’s what I wanted first and foremost. “And a really excellent wife and partner. And homemaker. I want to have a family to take care of, to love and fuss over and think about. That’s what I want. I know it’s not progressive, or flashy, and I know people don’t place much importance on that stuff anymore, just like people don’t put much importance on humility and kindness, forgiveness and compassion. But those things are important to me. I know people will look down their noses at me for being just a mom, but I’m used to being marginalized for what I do and what I look like. And I think being a great mother is the most difficult and most important job in the world. So people can just take their judgmental crap and—” I swallowed, stopping myself. My heart was beating wildly in my chest and my voice had lifted considerably. I was surprised by both my soapbox speech and the vehemence of feeling behind it.

“Hide not your talents, they for use were made. What's a sundial in the shade?” BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

He was precious to me. “You want to know what you are to me? Fine. You’re my beginning, middle, and end.”

“Three things cannot hide for long: the Moon, the Sun and the Truth.” GAUTAMA BUDDHA

“Really? You’re going to be judgy with Cletus about his coffee right now?” Billy smirked at our youngest brother. Roscoe crossed his arms over his chest. “I don’t care what he’s going through. I ain’t drinking his coffee. It smells like fish oil and tar.”