He was wearing a little bag of “Mojo” around his neck.

She turned her painted blue eyes toward the assistant and said something in French before she left.

(The golden goose has died, my prince turned into a frog, the Kingdom is lost, everyone has turned into stone and I am locked in the tower)

{Summertime she speaks of winter, she eats ham, but speaks of beef, got a good man but, flirts with another. She might as well go to hell, cause she ain't gonna be happy in heaven either!}

Ain’t nothing too serious. Even death is a joke on the old devil, if we are living for the Lord.

I've seen enough cowboys in my life to know I don't want one for a husband."
...Victoria
"Every good man I know is a cowboy."
...Colt
Promises Kept