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" Women are indoctrinated from infancy about beauty. We feel we must be Superwoman and have it all: beauty, brains, a good work ethic, great with children, a good cook. The list is long, isn’t it? I think it’s particularly hard for women to accept the unconditional love God offers. We are so used to being held to such a high standard—and failing—that we feel we can never measure up. What a blessing when we realize that we don’t have to. God loves us, warts and all. We are safe in his arms. Safe to tell him our dreams, our fears, our failings. Safe to relax in his unconditional love. "
― Colleen Coble , Safe in His Arms (Under Texas Stars, #2)
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" I’m coming,” John growled. He rolled his pants legs up a little more, then gingerly stepped into the water. He grimaced. “Boy howdy, is it cold!” Addie giggled behind her hand. “You’ll get used to it in a minute.” He still wore his bowler, vest, and jacket, but with his pants rolled up and the wonder on his face, he reminded her of a little boy dressed in his father’s clothes. She leaned down and flicked cold water at him. A dollop splashed on his cheek and rolled down his neck. His eyes went wide, then he grinned and took off his hat. He scooped up a hatful of water and started toward her. Adrenaline kicked in, and she scurried backward with her hands out. “I give, I give!” He advanced on her. “You’re not getting off that easy.” “Do it, Papa!” Edward splashed water as he practically danced along beside his father. Gideon barked excitedly as if he approved as well. “Traitor,” Addie told him. Her feet slid on the moss-covered rocks. She threw out her hands to try to regain her balance, and John caught her arm. She clutched at him, and in the next moment, she was in his arms, and they both tumbled into the stream. Cold water filled her mouth and nose and soaked her clothing. Her water-heavy dress dragged her down, but she managed to sit up. Laughter bubbled from her throat when she saw John. His wet hair hung in his face, and his suit was soaked. “Hungry?” She picked a flopping minnow off his shoulder and tossed it back into the water. “That was too small to keep anyway,” he said. "
― Colleen Coble , The Lightkeeper's Daughter (Mercy Falls, #1)
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" Is something wrong, Lieutenant North?” “Beware of Carrington,” he said. “Mr. Carrington was very kind,” she said. “He made no untoward remarks.” “He’s already got you lined up in his mind as his next wife. He’s buried one already.” Her breath came fast, and spots of color lodged in her cheeks. “What happened to his other wife?” Surely she wasn’t interested! “She died in childbirth.” “Recently?” He dropped his gaze. “No,” he muttered, struggling to maintain his temper. “About ten years ago.” “The poor man,” she murmured. She removed her hand from John’s arm. “But I’m not interested in becoming wife number two.” “I’m relieved to hear it,” he said. She tipped her head. “Are you? Why would that concern you?” “He’s much too old for you,” he said. She smiled, and her dimple appeared. “Surely he’s not more than fifty.” “As I said. An old man. "
― Colleen Coble , The Lightkeeper's Daughter (Mercy Falls, #1)
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" What are you doing here, Carrington? I didn’t expect you today.” “I came to see if Miss Sullivan would care to go for a drive,” Carrington said, turning hopeful eyes toward Addie. Her cheeks grew pink. “I’m flattered, Mr. Carrington, but I’m sorry to say I must decline. Edward needs me, and I have other work I must attend to.” Carrington huffed and turned to John. “You surely aren’t going to work Miss Sullivan all the time, young man.” “Of course not. She’s welcome to take off any afternoon she pleases, and one whole day a week,” John said, glancing at Addie. “Just please clear it with me, Miss Sullivan.” “You’re very generous,” Addie said, standing. “Thank you for your offer, Lord Carrington, but I’m going to be much too busy for the next few weeks for a social life. I need to devote all my free time to Mrs. Eaton’s wardrobe. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to tend to Edward. "
― Colleen Coble , The Lightkeeper's Daughter (Mercy Falls, #1)
