21 Quotes by Lauren K. Denton

He loves me in my rhinestone blue jeans. Can you believe that? Almost seventy and making a man lose his mind over my legs in a pair of jeans. And I’m not even offended!” Jessie laughed and brushed a tear from the corner of her eye. “Take that, Gloria Steinem,” I said.

That’s part of what I loved most about our little swatch of land out here—its permanence. It spoke of earth and time and dust and life. It was here before I arrived, and it would be here long after I was gone.

Their absence was always present, but most of the time, I was able to keep it tucked under the surface of my life.

We tend to know a lot about our parents’ lives, but our grandparents? The big events of their lives happened long before we were born. By the time we’re old enough to be curious about what made them who they are, they’re old and forgetful. Or not even around anymore.

You’re funny that way – you hang on to things that mean something to you, but you have a hard time hanging on to the people who do the same.

Silence stretched between us, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Rather, it was a space for dreams. For possibility.

When his lips met mine, something inside me landed. I hadn’t been aware that part of me hung loose and disconnected, but now it slipped into place, anchored and safe.

I sighed and rested my head against the back of the glider. “I’m okay. How are you?

I’m in Mobile. Just across the Bay.