“Inside the car, Lily stared at the tree right in front of her as bucketfuls of wet Georgia red clay, the color of blood, just sprayed up from her car, dripped slowly down the trunk.” — Jeffrey Stepakoff Copy Share Image
“Both possessing remarkably rich southern drawls, words loitered on their tongues like drunken drifters when they spoke.” — Jeffrey Stepakoff Copy Share Image
“Long and slender in her tailored pencil skirt, Grace Lyndon stood on her executive desk, balancing in her fine designer heels, reaching for a… — Jeffrey Stepakoff Copy Share Image
A good fragrance is really a powerful cocktail of memories and emotion. — Jeffrey Stepakoff Copy Share Image
“Rain pounded on the Packard, reverberating through the car and into her bones. The wipers going full speed, banging on the steel frame of… — Jeffrey Stepakoff Copy Share Image
“Lily lay back in Jake's arms looking at the timbered roof overhead, planks and beams smooth and worn, antiqued by a century of summers.” — Jeffrey Stepakoff Copy Share Image
“And just stared, unmoved, as though watching a world in which she was no longer an inhabitant.” — Jeffrey Stepakoff Copy Share Image
“Inside the car, Lily stared at the tree right in front of her as bucketfuls of wet Georgia red clay, the color of blood,… — Jeffrey Stepakoff Copy Share Image
“I'm just a girl Jake" "I think you're that, and much, much more." Another long moment. Lily found herself returning his smile, finding her… — Jeffrey Stepakoff Copy Share Image
An apple tree is just like a person. In order to thrive, it needs companionship that's similar to it in some ways, but quite… — Jeffrey Stepakoff Copy Share Image
“The world was such a different place, but there were the same stars, the same kinds of yearnings beneath them.” — Jeffrey Stepakoff Copy Share Image
