Every person’s life tells a story.
Some are uncomplicated, straightforward, and easy. Things fall into place with a simplicity that boggles the mind.
Others twist and turn, and every day is centered on fighting and scraping, yet never finding victory.
And then there are those who gain an inch only to be knocked back a foot. They love. They fight. They stumble. They fall. But through it all, they stagger to their feet, step back on life’s path, and push through until they win. For these people, happiness is not an illusion. It’s a truth, a promise, worth any effort, any scars, but just out of arm’s reach. It stands at the end of the path, taunting and teasing, tempting them to take one more blow.
And in the end, the battles make victory sweeter. More valued. More precious than ever imagined. More than any one person could hope.
This is Liam’s story.
Loyal, protective, shoulders stronger than Atlas’.
Broken, worn, battered.
Win or lose, he’s ready to fight for what tomorrow brings.
Life. Love. Healing. Hope.
He sat back while the server put their food on the table. Elizabeth eyed his shrimp scampi, so he offered her the first bite.
“Mmm, I love shrimp.” She closed her eyes as she chewed. “Delicious.”
“Y-yes, it is.” Liam cleared the gravel from his throat, mesmerized by the sight before him.
“Liam, you haven’t even tasted it yet.” Her light laughter drew him back to the conversation, her bright eyes shining with merriment.
“Right.” He blinked several times and shook his head to clear the haze. “Golf. That’s what we were talking about. Thaw should start soon, please, God. Maybe we can hit Wade Hampton after it warms up.” His focus was so completely on Elizabeth that he didn’t even taste the lemony pasta on his fork. The pull she had on him was magnetic, and he was unable to resist.
“Yeah, that would be nice. But really, I’m down with anything outdoors. I’ve tried to find a few waterfalls and some of the hiking trails in DuPont, but to be honest, I’ve gotten turned around and lost every time.” She laughed at herself and paused to sample her chicken parmigiana. “What can I say? I’m just not that good with directions.”
A drop of sauce on the corner of her mouth convinced Liam to close the remaining gap between them. “You have a little bit right,” his thumb collected the sauce, “here.”
Her gasp, when he brought his thumb to his mouth, left him feeling a little pleased with himself. Maybe he could do this flirting thing, after all.
His fork scraped against his empty plate before Elizabeth was half finished with her huge portion. He accepted her offer to share and relaxed against the back of the booth as she fed him a bite. While definitely a rare experience, he couldn’t help but think how nice it felt for someone to pay that much attention to him. The sparkle in her eyes and the smile on her lips told him she enjoyed the task.
Some people are blessed to find that one certain person who completes them. Wrynn’s yesterdays were what others only dream of having. She and Tripp were the best of friends before they even thought about love. They had the fairy tale life where ‘like’ turns into ‘love’, and ‘love’ becomes ‘happily ever after’…
What happens when life conspires against you, and snatches your soul mate from your arms?
… Only her forever love ended much too soon.
Broken beyond her own ability to repair, Wrynn boxes up her grief and attempts to raise her three girls the best she can on her own. As time slowly passes, Wrynn relives her life with Tripp while struggling most days to get out of bed. She is reminded of him at every turn.
How do you set your grief and anguish aside? How do you pick up the shattered pieces, put those pieces back together again, and try to move on?
Wrynn tries to find the joy in life every single day through her daughters, family, and friends. Her twin brother Liam has dedicated himself to helping Wrynn put her life back together after losing his own love. On the other hand, her mother-in-law lives to torment her at every turn. Wrynn can’t even find a chance to breathe, much less a desire to somehow search for her tomorrow.