“All you need is a pinch of Grace,” I whisper, sprinkling it on the pie. “And a dash of Hope,” she follows, tossing more on top. “To make life sweeter.” I turn and press a kiss to her cheek. “And help love grow,” she whispers, kissin’ my cheek back, her tears mixin’ with my own.”

“All you need is a pinch of Grace,” I whisper, sprinkling it on the pie. “And a dash of Hope,” she follows, tossing more on top. “To make life sweeter.” I turn and press a kiss to her cheek. “And help love grow,” she whispers, kissin’ my cheek back, her tears mixin’ with my own.”

— K.C. Lynn