“I like your mom," Adam said as they watched her walk away. "She's a saint." "Jake," his father called. "And that's the reason why," Jake murmured.” — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
“The front door opened as he walked up the steps, and she appeared like a spirit in a black dress. She didn't have on the red sweater. That, at least, was a relief. But the scent of peppermint swirled around… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
