From "Betsey's Retreat: The Power Of Twin Soul Love Book II"
"It was a windy day. The tall prairie grass rippled into waves. A dragon fly flew around over our heads, circled back and then landed on a blade. Eying it for a moment, Mark smiled.
“Sometimes,” he said, “signs don’t come in distinguishable forms; often, they won’t appear at our command. Signs come when we need to know that we’re heading in the wrong direction or to tell us that everything is OK.”"