Wolf Creek Widow Quotes

“Keep believing,” Nita said, smiling. “He’s the only thing that will get us through the bad times. We can’t see the whole picture the way He can—thank goodness! Why, I daresay that if we could see our future, it would likely scare us to death. That’s why we’re told to take one day at a time and not to worry about tomorrow.”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow

“Dear Reader, I hope you’re enjoying our time in Wolf Creek. I certainly am. I appreciate so much all your wonderful comments on the books so far. Lord willing, I’ll keep trying to write about imperfect people who may have lost their way but find it again, stories that uplift and resonate with you in some way.”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow

“In short, I don’t need a man to take care of me, but I want one. I want you. I want you for my husband and a father for the two children I have and for any that we might have.”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow

“We love each other, and that is a rare and wonderful thing. It may never happen to either of us again, and I’m not going to let him toss it away because of what people might say. We have to trust that the Lord will give us enough love and courage and patience to weather any storms that come our way.”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow

“Meg was surprised at how grown up he sounded as he thanked God not only for the food, their house and all the animals, but also for Nita and Ace. When he prayed for Ace to come home, Meg couldn’t help the rush of tears or the way her breath caught at the knowledge that Teddy had come to look up to Ace, to depend on him. To love him. And no wonder. Ace had been more of a father to him than Elton had ever been. She dreaded the day Teddy realized that Ace wasn’t coming back.”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow

“In that moment, she knew that whether or not it was too soon, she loved him. Now and forever.”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow

“she started taking her coffee and Bible with her to the back porch first thing in the mornings. She hoped the quiet time while the children still slept would give her the optimistic attitude she needed to tackle the day ahead. She was a little surprised at how easily she fell back into her old routine and amazed that with every faltering prayer and every moment she spent with the Word, she felt more peace and strength filling her.”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow

“Ace had built a small fire and was sitting with his forearms draped over his upraised knees. He must have sensed her presence because he glanced over his shoulder with a sharp jerk of his head. In profile, he was the image of hidden power and fierce beauty. She realized that he must have bathed in the chilly waters of the creek, because”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow

“The sad truth was that he feared he would never marry and have a family of his own. Meg was the only woman since his wild youth that made his blood sing. She was the only woman who made him want to be better, stronger. She was the only woman whose spirit cried out to him. For her sake, no matter how much he suffered, he had to ignore the call.”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow

“People are people, Meg, no matter what their skin color is or how much money they have or what country they come from. We all breathe and feel joy and pain. We all hate and love and laugh and cry and bleed. And no matter how different we may be on the outside, God loves us all and never leaves us.”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow

“I’m the son of Yancy and Nita Allen, but more importantly, I’m a child of God. I realized that none of the rest of it was that important. Most days, that’s enough. Sometimes I still fall into that trap of feeling sorry for myself, but it doesn’t last long.”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow

“How can I be sure it won’t happen again?” she demanded. “By letting your heart heal and being careful not to rush into anything. By finding a man who will treat you with the love and respect you deserve.”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow

“In the instant that it took her to realize what the book was, she knew he was doing what she once had—preparing for the day by spending time with God. She wondered what the words he was singing meant. Were they in Gaelic or Cherokee? It really didn’t matter. What mattered was that they were words of praise and probably thankfulness. What mattered was that he was the kind of man who spent time with his Creator.”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow

“Look at me, Meg,” he said in that deep voice. “Who do you see?” “What?” She frowned, unsure of what he was doing and wondering at the sorrow reflected in his eyes. “Who do you see standing here?” What did he want from her? she wondered in confusion. “I see you,” she said at last. “Ace Allen.” “Exactly. You see the mixed-breed ex-convict who killed two men. I’ll always be sorry for that, but if you never believe anything else about me, you can believe that I would never deliberately harm a hair on your head.”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow

“Some wounds are so great that the only way to survive is to lock them up in a little box and put them somewhere deep inside,”
― Penny Richards, Wolf Creek Widow