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Silver Moon (By the Light of the Moon #3) Silver Moon by Jenny Knipfer
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“Life’s not so much filled with good or bad things. They are just things, but . . . if we give our ‘things’ to someone bigger than us, they become . . . what makes us a better person. So even something we might deem as bad can be good.”
Jenny Knipfer, Silver Moon
“My darling, you are the first thing on my mind in the morning and the last thought I have before I drift off at night. I can’t wait to hold you in my arms.”
Jenny Knipfer, Silver Moon
“I reach up and slowly turn her face to mine. I stroke the delicate skin
of her cheek with my fingertips. Her skin feels like a rose petal under my touch. I draw my arm around her and bring her close enough to feel the beating of her heart. I do what I’ve been wanting to do for a long time. I kiss her, and she kisses me back. It starts a fire in me, but she pulls back and breathlessly confirms my suspicions.”
Jenny Knipfer, Silver Moon
“Oh, God. You always seem so far away, but for some strange reason, here You feel near. Maybe when we hurt the most, need You the most, the wall between Your realm and ours becomes transparent, and we can sense You.”
Jenny Knipfer, Silver Moon
“Brave. I have been brave for years. I am tired of being brave.
But I choke down my fatigue and force myself to move. It is what I do, because I am a soldier and . . .
I am a spy. --Silver Moon”
Jenny Knipfer, Silver Moon
“He had outlived his nine lives. He had lived when the man next to him had died, time after time. He felt guilty sometimes just for being the one left standing.”
Jenny Knipfer, Silver Moon
“Jeremiah lowered himself into his chair, turned to the first page of The Phantom of the Opera, and started to read aloud.
“The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as long believed, a creature of the imagination . . .” He read to himself the next few lines and expressed the following. “Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say of a spectral shade.”
Jeremiah thought for a moment.
It’s rather like me.
It could have been an apt description of him before Miss Herman
walked into his life with a plate of strawberry scones and a jug of lemonade. He had walked around like a phantom. Yes, he had been alive, but it had been a grim, lonely sort of life where he had shut people out.
Funny what a little kindness can do, he told himself and went back to reading.”
Jenny Knipfer, Silver Moon
“The night sky sparkled as he peered out of his hole. It shone like dew drops on spider’s web. Jimmy thought back to a web, strung between two shoots of wheat, he had seen as a kid. It had been a miracle the web hadn’t broken, the way it was laden down with dew.
Jimmy studied the web of the sky, unbroken by all the turmoil of men beneath its canopy. It gave him some reassurance of solidity in an ever-vaporizing existence. Men fell around him at every battle, but he managed to keep living. His life was like that miracle web.”
Jenny Knipfer, Silver Moon
“Mauve took in the scenery of the well-lit night. The moon’s rays highlighted the crashing waves below the cliff.
“The moon is so silver and full tonight,” she commented.
She didn’t know how to offer comfort to Jenay. As a mother, her heart must be breaking too for her son, who was so far away on foreign soil.
A thought hit her. “Perhaps Oshki is looking at the same moon tonight.”
Jenay turned her head, her dark, amber eyes pools of tears. She reached out and grasped Mauve’s hand. Mauve held her mother-in- law’s hand firmly.
“What a comforting thought.” A slight smile twitched at Jenay’s lips, and she turned to look fully out the glass.”
Jenny Knipfer, Silver Moon
“Her mother had taught her to treat mean people with kindness. Paying back meanness with meanness only led to more of the same. Killing people with kindness slayed the beast in the human heart.--Silver Moon”
Jenny Knipfer, Silver Moon
“Something in me tells me the worst is yet to come, but I don’t want to believe it. How beastly we men have become, but, no, that is too good a comparison. We are worse than the beasts of the field, for they kill to eat, but we kill for much lesser things.--Silver Moon”
Jenny Knipfer, Silver Moon
“But I am convinced, if this battle must be won and this is the ground we must take, then we are the men to do it.--Silver Moon”
Jenny Knipfer, Silver Moon