25 Quotes by a.b. shepherd

The poker fell from my trembling hands as my entire body shook with reaction. I fell to my knees, pressed my hands to my face and began to sob. What had I done?

Nausea and panic rose in my throat. I had killed a man.

She brushed the tears from their faces and sang them a melancholy lullaby. Her obvious devotion to her daughters pulled at my heart strings, making my chest ache with longing for my own mother.

There was something out there. And it was getting us.

I felt like I was an arrow, pulled back and ready to be launched into something big.

Sometimes careful just isn’t good enough.

Twenty years old and this man stood ready to take on the world, all for the sake of our unborn baby.

But who is ever fair in an argument?

I wanted to soothe and comfort her, the way she had comforted her daughters.