“We cling to our fairy tales until the price for believing in them becomes too high.”
"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass. It's learning how to dance in the rain."
Josie held her leather bound notebook tightly to her chest.She had written all of her secerets and favorite songs down in it. Engraved in cursive on the cover was Josie's Private Jornal. Then her name in all capitals. JOSIE KATHERINE CHESLER.She couldn't help it, that she still,no matter what had feelings for Isaac, to her it seemed natural.