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A cup of warm chocolate
She looked forward to a cup of warm chocolate and a nice fire in the drawing room with Jack.
When she stepped out of the carriage, however, Jack gathered her hand in his, brushed his lips over it, and said good-bye. Before she had a chance to protest, he'd dropped her hand and was taking long strides down the drive.
(pg. 222, A Season of Seduction by Jennifer Haymore)
A cup of hot chocolate in front of a fire does sounds wonderful this time of year.
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What Good is God? by Philip Yancey
What Good Is God? by Philip Yancey
Now that's a big questions, isn't it? What good is God? When I saw this book was coming out I jumped at the chance to read it. I like Yancey's style. He's not afraid to ask the big questions and allows us to join him in his search for the answers. His writing is not preachy, it's simple, clear, and approachable, but gets to the heart of the matter. He writes about the real world, not abstracts and "what ifs."
In this book, Yancey tells of his visits to ten unique places, ranging from Virgina Tech in the during the aftermath of the massacre to Mumbai India during a terrorist attack, from a conference about ministry to sex workers to a conference on C. S. Lewis in Cambridge. Each section has two chapters, one that tells about the place, person or situation. Some of the stories are tragic, heart-wrenching, like the story of the...
Game Night Quote
I haven't actually read this book, but had to share the quote I found.
"Wait,” he said. “That’s not a word.”
I looked down to where, in a moment of desperation, I’d played zixic on a triple-word-score space.
“Uh, sure it is.”
“What’s it mean?”
“It’s sort of like…quixotic, but with more…”
“Bullshit?”
I laughed out loud. I’d never heard him swear before.
“More zeal. Hence the z.”
“Uh-huh. Use it in a sentence.”
“Um…‘You are a zixic writer.'"
“I don’t believe this.”
“That you’re zixic?”
“That you’re trying to cheat at Scrabble.” He leaned back against my couch, shaking his head. “I mean, I was ready to accept the whole evil thing, but this is kind of extreme."
— Richelle Mead (Succubus on Top)
What can I say? It made me laugh....
The Rough-Face Girl by Rafe Martin
The Rough-Face Girl by Rafe Martin,
illustrated by David Shannon
This tale takes place long ago in a small village on the shore of Lake Ontario. In the largest wigwam set away from the others some lives an Invisible Being, a rich, powerful handsome warrior. All the young women of the village want to marry him, but it is said that he will only marry the one who can see him.
In the same village lives a poor man with three daughters. The two older daughters were cruel to the youngest, forcing her to sit by the fire and feed the flames. The sparks burned her skin, face and hair, leaving her arms, hands and face scarred and rough. Her hair hung in charred tatters. You can tell this is another version of the Cinderella story. Once again, I'm surprised by how the same stories show up in entirely different cultures.
The two evil sisters try to convince the Invisible Being's sister that...