Julie Berry

And when Hephaestus heard the grievous tale, he went his way to his smithy, pondering evil in the deep of his heart, and set on the anvil block the great anvil and forged bonds which might not be broken or loosed, that the lovers might bide fast where they were.

Kisses by the billions happen every day, even in a lonely world like ours.

When I pass by, Love is in the air.

People who talk of falling in love after just one meeting have their heads full of pillow down.

“When I trip and fall, then?” She hoped this would come across as a bit of a joke.

He pressed his hand a shade more firmly into her back. “I won’t let you fall.”

And so James went from stranger to patriot, hero, bravely shouldering his duty to God, King, and Country.

Hazel went from stranger and pianist to reason why the war mattered at all, symbol of all that was pure and beautiful and worth dying for in a broken world.

She smiled, the first time she’d smiled for this stranger. James’s poor heart might’ve stopped beating then and there if he weren’t young and healthy.

the fear that this something, which they hoped was something, was actually nothing, that they’d allowed their feelings to fizz and froth for absolutely, positively nothing.

But there he was, all brown eyes and kindness, waiting patiently, watching her face as if he could watch it forever.

But there he was, all brown eyes and kindness, waiting patiently, watching her face as if he could watch it forever.