Memory Lane (Sons of Scandal, #1)

by Becky Wade

He didn’t remember much about his time in the ocean, fighting for his life. It was mostly a blur. But he did remember praying. And he remembered knowing that God was there.

God was close. And God was real.

MHMMMMM

God, he prayed silently, his gaze fixed on the simple altar, I trust you. Will you help me again?

The two of them were very different. He was controlled. She was unfiltered. He was moderate. She was obsessive. He was a spender. She was frugal. He was pragmatic. She was artistic. He was conventional. She was eccentric. He had something to prove. She did not. His motives were selfish. Hers were pure.

He was alone.

“Are there very many wonderful, loyal, devoted people in the world?”

Remy glanced at Jeremiah and caught him gazing at her in a level, I-could-look-at-you-all-day-long kind of way.

“I know that God has a soft spot for those of us who feel like we’ve been thrown onto the garage sale pile. A giant soft spot for us. He’s never closer to us than when we’re beaten up, unloved, betrayed.”

“Answers to prayer don’t always look the way you expect them to. My sadness isn’t gone but it’s much better, you know. Because you’re here, Remy. And now I have company.”

AWWEEEEE

glad.” I’d go to every sad place in the world if it meant you were next to me.

SO CUTEEEEE

“If this is where you are, then this is the only place I want to be.”

SCREAMING AND DYINGGGGH

“I want to be with you,” he said. “I have flaws. But if you’ll accept those, I’ll give up whatever I need to for you. Will you do the same for me?”

EEKKKKKKK

“You love her.” “Yes.”

“God bless you,” Marisol said to Remy. “What a treasure you’ve given us.”

“God has a soft spot for those of us who feel like we’ve been thrown onto the garage sale pile. A giant soft spot for us,” Wendell had said to her that day at his kitchen table. “He’s never closer to us than when we’re beaten up, unloved, betrayed.”

God was with her.

She’d been too hurt or maybe too young to sense Him during the last storm. But incredibly, after all her years of rejecting Him, God was with her still. Loving her. She knew it with deep intuition.

“I love you,” he said. “I will love you until the day I die. No looking back. No changing my course.”

AWWEEEEEEEEEE

“I love you, too. I will love you until the day I die. No looking back. No changing my course.”

AGHHHHHH