The line between him and the enemy had simultaneously blurred and solidified. Somehow, while perhaps it shouldn't have, this thought provided a strange sense of peace.
Not every loss was confirmed by an officer at the door. Nor a telegram with the power to sink a fleet. Loss, often the worst kind, also arrived throu… - Kristina Mcmorris
Not every loss was confirmed by an officer at the door. Nor a telegram with the power to sink a fleet. Loss, often the worst kind, also arrived throu…
- Kristina Mcmorris
The line between him and the enemy had simultaneously blurred and solidified. Somehow, while perhaps it shouldn't have, this thought provided a stran… - Kristina Mcmorris
The line between him and the enemy had simultaneously blurred and solidified. Somehow, while perhaps it shouldn't have, this thought provided a stran…
In seven days God had created the Earth. In a single day mankind had turned it upside down. - Kristina Mcmorris
In seven days God had created the Earth. In a single day mankind had turned it upside down.
Life is too short not to say how you feel to the people you love. - Kristina Mcmorris
Life is too short not to say how you feel to the people you love.
Maybe heaven entailed more than a soul residing in a single place, but instead having pieces of yourself spread among the hearts and memories of peop… - Kristina Mcmorris
Maybe heaven entailed more than a soul residing in a single place, but instead having pieces of yourself spread among the hearts and memories of peop…
Home. It's such a simple word, one I never knew would come to mean as much to me as it has. It once was my dad's house, then my uncle's farm. Mostly … - Kristina Mcmorris
Home. It's such a simple word, one I never knew would come to mean as much to me as it has. It once was my dad's house, then my uncle's farm. Mostly …
Were prayers of murderers, when fighting on the “right side” of the war, ever heard—let alone answered? - Kristina Mcmorris
Were prayers of murderers, when fighting on the “right side” of the war, ever heard—let alone answered?
It’s odd, isn’t it? People die every day and the world goes on like nothing happened. But when it’s a person you love, you think everyone should stop… - Kristina Mcmorris
It’s odd, isn’t it? People die every day and the world goes on like nothing happened. But when it’s a person you love, you think everyone should stop…
When I was a kid, my mom once told me that God was an artist and how on occasion He’d throw a bucketful of paint across the sky for us all to see. I … - Kristina Mcmorris
When I was a kid, my mom once told me that God was an artist and how on occasion He’d throw a bucketful of paint across the sky for us all to see. I …
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