“Sometimes, I like to pick the brightest star and wish upon it. Pop always said to wish on falling stars, but I've never seen any.” “Me, neither.” He paused and finally let himself look at her. “What do you wish for?” Her cheeks turned a soft pink and she smiled. “If I told you,” she whispered, “it wouldn't come true.”

“Sometimes, I like to pick the brightest star and wish upon it. Pop always said to wish on falling stars, but I've never seen any.” “Me, neither.” He paused and finally let himself look at her. “What do you wish for?” Her cheeks turned a soft pink and she smiled. “If I told you,” she whispered, “it wouldn't come true.”

“Jacob, what's wrong with you? Why would you want to do this? What kind of husband . . . what kind of man are you?”“I don't know.” Jacob's voice was a whisper. “But before I pledged myself to Annie, I pledged myself to God.”“I hope you know what you're doing.” Montrose glanced back towards the kitchen. In their silence, they heard Annie's low sobs. “I hope it's worth it.”

“Montrose leaned forward. “Jacob, what's wrong with you? Why would you want to do this? What kind of husband . . . what kind of man are you?”“I don't know.” Jacob's voice was a whisper. “But before I pledged myself to Annie, I pledged myself to God.”“I hope you know what you're doing.” Montrose glanced back towards the kitchen. In their silence, they heard Annie's low sobs. “I hope it's worth it.”

“I close my eyes, gripping the empty clothes closer to me, shaking my head against the truth. I try to block out the words... Try to stop them... But they come, nonetheless, until finally I just stand here—not running, not even trying to escape. “You my dear, will suffer seven years of tribulation. You will be left behind...”

“Don't make a wish you aren't willing to come true. Don't dream a dream you aren't willing to pursue. Don't love a man you can't say, "I do".”

“Knowledge doesn't exist in matters of the heart.”

“Brock sighed. “Alright then, Spunky. I was thinking about life, I guess.” Spunky grunted. “In other words, you were thinking about a woman.” “I didn't say that—” “No.” Spunky grinned knowingly. “But your face did.”

“The silence was worse than the gunshots. The wait worse than the confusion. The forebode worsethan any danger.”

“Without needing told, without Jacob's lead, Akando dropped to his knees and lunged into the throne room of Christ.”