In an affectionate manner, she patted my arm to convey her support. “Just kidding.” Overcome with sentiment, I let her friendship fill me, making me feel whole again.
The Great Fruitcake Bake-off, Whispers of Winter set
“Hang on the me.” Sam tucked herself under the arm braced on the truck and encouraged him to walk. “One step at a time. You can do this.”
Chris’s compassion and words of encouragement were liberating but the reality was too new, too raw.
Sam Bradley w/a McKenna Sinclair
Wasn’t Medina the one who boasted about sex with no emotional ties? Wasn’t she the one who’d encouraged her to have a fling in the first place?
I watched, mesmerized, as Sarah went through a familiar Hatha yoga routine. I listened as the familiar voice described each step in detail and gave encouragement along the way.
“I would encourage blogging, and I would be adamant that social media is all about positive attitude. I would use it to illustrate the power of kindness, and the joy it can bring others.”
Addie’s gaze glued onto Mike. Jeremy’s did too. “Now, if what you know falls into one of these categories, I encourage you to speak up.”
Nate’s hands encouraged hers to continue exploring, his breath sounded like a low-flying jet. “Sarah.” The way he drawled her name, like a deep yearning, sent shock waves through her body.