Shayla's Story Quotes

“They strolled down the long hallway filled with family photos. John stopped to straighten a frame. The wall had just been repainted a creamy white, but Shayla insisted each picture be put back in its exact place. She loved the stories he told recanting each memory of his childhood, captured forever in a photo. Carrying on the family tradition, she’d already added several new pictures. Their”
― Beverly Preston, Shayla's Story

“searching for the correct American term. “—impressed.” Glancing down at their entwined fingers, her brows tugged into an indignant frown. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest as if she’d just finished a marathon. The newlyweds excused themselves, moving on to the next group of guests awaiting their warm reception. “Date?” She snipped, attempting to snatch her fingers from his grip. “Am I supposed to”
― Beverly Preston, Shayla's Story

“The donkey would’ve made for an ass-tastic photo.” Tracy pulled her camera from her bag. Lifting her lens toward the balcony of a terracotta home along the alleyway, she captured a shot of rustic blue shutters missing a few louvers. “All”
― Beverly Preston, Shayla's Story