A Pessimist's Guide to Love (Heartsong, #2)

by Jennifer Hartmann

My father told me once that the only pot of gold at the end of the rainbow is the treasures we put there ourselves. And if there is no value waiting for us, we need to look for another rainbow.

Everyone has demons. Monsters lurking around every corner, whispering in your ear, hiding under your bed, living just beneath your skin. The key is turning your demons into friends. Companions. Don’t let them scare you. Don’t let them chase you. Let them run with you. Only then, you will win.

“Home is something I buried a long time ago,” he tells me, voice cracking with sentiment. A breath passes between us, a drumbeat. And then he whispers, “But I buried it inside you. Just in case I ever wanted to go back.”