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41 " Cavernous windows opened in a silent scream on the face of the Gothic house that tilted on the crest of Foster Hill. Its gables towered as if to mock her, and balconies curved in permanent, evil grins. The front door gaped open with a black shadow, evidence that somewhere, at some time, it had been opened and never closed. Abandoned. "
― Jaime Jo Wright , The House on Foster Hill
42 " My eyes see beyond today, beyond my circumstances in a world jaded and scarred by sin. I see into Heaven. And it is beautiful. And it is good. It is my future. There is no despair in eternity, in God’s presence, in His perfection. There is only hope. He is my hope. "
43 " Hank's muttered words were so endearing, so dismissive of her guilt that Chandler allowed her tears to come unfettered. Allowed herself to feel. Allowed herself to believe that sometimes God brought peace in the most unusual and outside-the-norm ways. ~Chandler "
― Jaime Jo Wright , The Haunting at Bonaventure Circus
44 " It was too creepy. Too dark. Now she was talking to herself. And that was getting old. She needed a dog. For protection. A guard dog. Yes. She would adopt a dog. "
45 " We were all meant to be....Providence places you there...who knew God had one of me up His sleeve?~Patty "
46 " Nighttime crept upon them with its frigid clutches, "
47 " It was a peaceful thing. The knowing. The knowing that she had never truly been unseen.~ Pippa "
48 " If justice were simple,” he added, “we wouldn’t struggle with closure. "
49 " Maybe it was worth pursuing faith. For in the pursuing, one must come out of hiding and run towards grace. Because it was only grace that would ever truly save. ~Pippa "
50 " Life was far from perfect. The circus celebrated that. And while some believed that is only mocked it, Pippa knew better. She knew deeper. She knew, in her soul, that they found communion under the circus banner. And they would rescue each other, because that's what family did. "
51 " Rumors long abounded surrounding this place. Lights seen flickering in its rooms in the dead of night, piano music filtering through the air only to cease abruptly. Ivy tiptoed to the first room on the right. There was no solace that the lantern light revealed the very piano she’d just been considering. "
52 " Beethoven.” Ivy breathed the name as her fingers traced Opus 27, the Moonlight Sonata. A vague memory returned to her. Andrew, years before, whispering in strict confidence to her and to Joel that on one of his nighttime escapades, he heard Beethoven’s haunting melody floating across the wind from Foster Hill House. They’d teased him mercilessly for his superstition, while being equally as intrigued. "
53 " Noah Pritchard ws cultured. Maybe not rich, but he spoke fine. She was an orphaned child from the woods and had all the etiquette of a groundhog at an evening ball. "
― Jaime Jo Wright , The Souls of Lost Lake