“He could sit in the dust and dark of the carriage house and rot for the rest of his life. Clearly that's what he wished to do. It was not my place to get in the way of so profound… — Kristin Bailey Copy Share Image
“They look at me, and they only see one part of me. One purpose. They will laugh whether I want them to or not.… — Kristin Bailey Copy Share Image
“The song continued and in the mists of the strange grove, a woman appeared. Her skin was as dark as the rich harvest earth,… — Kristin Bailey Copy Share Image
“Believing is easy. Wynn's voice in his memory sounded so matter-of-fact, as if her words were the simplest of truths. Perhaps they were.” — Kristin Bailey Copy Share Image
“He could sit in the dust and dark of the carriage house and rot for the rest of his life. Clearly that's what he… — Kristin Bailey Copy Share Image
