North Country Quotes

“You’ve got nothing to worry about.” He cradles my cheeks, leaning in to press his forehead against mine. “I told you already. It’ll always be you.”
― K.A. Tucker, North Country

“How did the years evaporate so quickly?”
― K.A. Tucker, North Country

“What happened to Logan all those years ago was unfair for so many reasons, but it’s over. He’s done his time, he’s home. He’s come back to me. And I won’t ever lose him again.”
― K.A. Tucker, North Country

“I’m not dead … and I’ll be here when she’s ready.”
Even if that day never comes.”
― K.A. Tucker, North Country

“I don’t know if I’ll ever stop loving you, no matter how hard I try … It’ll always be you, Em. Always.”
― K.A. Tucker, North Country

“All those years, I told myself that I’d accepted what happened and moved on. I wanted to move on so badly. But the truth is I never did. Never.”
― K.A. Tucker, North Country

“He cradles my cheeks, leaning in to press his forehead against mine. “I told you already. It’ll always be you.”
― K.A. Tucker, North Country

“A horse gallops in the distance, and I recognize it right away as Biscuit by his white coat. But that’s not Isla on his back. She never rides him that fast. Nobody does. Jon won’t even attempt to climb on him again and, besides, I don’t see his telltale hat.
There’s only one person I know who would ride with such reckless abandon.
Despite this unbearable weight that’s crushing me with Logan’s return, I smile as I watch a glimmer of the boy I used to know race across the field.”
― K.A. Tucker, North Country

“I refocus on the window across the way.
“We were friends for a lot longer than we were anything else. And it was nothing. A high school thing. We wouldn’t have lasted.” Can she hear the lie in my voice? Because I don’t believe it for a second.
Logan and I would have had a long life together.”
― K.A. Tucker, North Country

“Em!” I call out, my voice husky. “I never stopped thinking about you. Never.” No matter how much I tried.
She stalls and, after a lengthy delay, peers over her shoulder at me. Her eyes are glossy in the bath of light from the garage’s spotlight. “I guess it’s time you forgot about me and moved on.” With that, she vanishes into the darkness, nothing but a faint glow of her flashlight to mark her trail.”
― K.A. Tucker, North Country