If you’re stocking the shelves of your survival shelter, don’t forget to throw in a few gripping novels.
When my youngest son died by his own hand, my life shattered, and my faith crumbled.
Lines don’t come cheap or easy. It just sounds as if they do.
Because that’s the sweet spot I’ve learned to aim for—the moment when readers snicker or make fake barfing noises.
I want to inform students that history didn’t happen in a vacuum and is not confined to events in history books.
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