Nothing Was Easier To Shatter Than The

What Shall We Drink To?" "how About Family?" Stacy Said, Showing Up Just In Time To Pour A Fourth Shot. "to Those Who Are Here, Those Who Are Gone, And Those Who Are Lost." And She Clicked Glasses With Mom

Books + Friendship = Book Club

Sometimes Holding On Was All You Could Do.

Promises Were A Lot Like Impressions. The Second One Didn't Count For Much.

To Lose Love Is A Terrible Thing. But To Turn Away From It Is Unbearable. Will You Spend The Rest Of Your Life Replaying It In Your Head? Wondering If You Walked Away Too Soon Or Too Easily? Or If You'll Ever Love Anyone That Deeply Again?