Quotes by : Cheryl R Cowtan

The group’s laughter echoed off the stained, plaster ceiling. I raised my beer, but before I clinked....

Even dead, Scarlett seemed able to graft my thoughts onto yearnings a gentleman should never ever contemplate.....

Pastor Smith did not have the religious constitution needed to provide salvation for any of us who’d....

I had to be strong, for every man and woman in our fair community was here to witness my beloved being....

Angus was courting me with lines that stabbed deep in lonely, barren places. Like an unfair conqueror,....

My heart felt withered, a neglected fruit that would never again sweeten, now that my love was dead.