Dust Storm Quotes

“All the shit that gets stirred up and clouds your mind. Eventually it’ll settle. You’ll be able to breathe easier.” He looked ahead. “Doesn’t make it better in the moment. Dust storms happen. It’s okay to close your eyes and stumble through.”
― Maggie C. Gates, Dust Storm

“Grief doesn’t come in stages. Frankly, it would be easier if it did. It ebbs and flows like waves. Bad days always follow good days, but better days are never far behind.”
― Maggie C. Gates, Dust Storm

“I want to be the person that people go to when there’s a problem. I want to be the one who gets the calls in the middle of the night to fix something that’s going wrong. I want to be the one that holds everything together. I want to be irreplaceable.”
― Maggie C. Gates, Dust Storm

“It takes a strong cowboy to put up with a bull, and a strong woman to put up with a cowboy.”
― Maggie C. Gates, Dust Storm

“Hope is simply hanging onto threads of abstract desire. Expectations are the application of hope.”
― Maggie C. Gates, Dust Storm

“There are three things I know for certain,” he said as he stood and sifted his fingers through my hair. “The sun is gonna rise tomorrow. My girls love you. And you were meant to be ours.”
― Maggie C. Gates, Dust Storm

“I hated jeans. They were stiff and restrictive. But they did make my ass look good, so at least there was an upside.”
― Maggie C. Gates, Dust Storm

“I was supposed to miss him. To miss my life. To miss the bells and whistles that I was supposed to love.”
― Maggie C. Gates, Dust Storm

“Rule number one: if you’re going to kill someone, make it look like an accident, cry at the funeral, admit nothing, and deny everything.”
― Maggie C. Gates, Dust Storm

“There are three things I know for certain,” he said as he stood and sifted his fingers through my hair. “The sun is gonna rise tomorrow. My girls love you. And you were meant to be ours.” And I believed them too.”
― Maggie C. Gates, Dust Storm

“Tripp’s eye twitched with annoyance. “Can we skip the hillbilly pleasantries?” he sneered through gritted teeth with practiced discretion.”
― Maggie C. Gates, Dust Storm

“Christian had a brown man bun, beard, and heavy dad bod with a curved belly. The”
― Maggie C. Gates, Dust Storm