Brief came to help her dismount, a broad smile making creases around his eyes. “I fear ye missed our summer, Join.” Her brow drew in with confusion. “But it is summer, Brief,” she told him. “Aye, it might well be summer elsewhere in the world, but here, it only last three days. We had our summer last week.

— Suzan Tisdale

Their long overdue kiss was interrupted far too soon for either of their likings. “Well, it is about time!” Nothing on God’s earth can douse a man’s ardor like the sound of his mother’s voice.

— Suzan Tisdale

Trust is the most important thing between husband and wife. If you cannot trust your husband with your heart, your life, or your love, nothing else matters.

— Suzan Tisdale