“She stood in the high pines along the eastern edge of the camp that ran downhill toward the river. She had a place there. A small clearing just above the riverbank where the earth was carpeted in brown pine needles,… — Kimberly Cutter Copy Share Image
“She had to think about the future, her mother said. Marriage. She was sixteen now. It was time. The word made her sick to… — Kimberly Cutter Copy Share
“Most of [her ashes] fell into the river in a long gray curtain. But some was caught by the wind and blown upward toward… — Kimberly Cutter Copy Share
“She stood in the high pines along the eastern edge of the camp that ran downhill toward the river. She had a place there.… — Kimberly Cutter Copy Share
“...because who in the throes of love can ever remember the gray, lonesome days, and who among us does not hope with all their… — Kimberly Cutter Copy Share
