You must form your own fashions in a way which demonstrates that you flout the standards from knowledge, not from ignorance. . . But I may flout the standards? . . . Of course. What do you think standards are for? — Caroline Stevermer Copy Share Image
“Frederick left the young couple gazing into each other’s eyes. Revolting, the way otherwise sensible people could carry on, he decided. Something to do… — Caroline Stevermer Copy Share Image
Luckily for you," he said, "you shed hairpins the way Hansel and Gretel shed crumbs. I followed your trail." He pressed a half dozen… — Caroline Stevermer Copy Share Image
You must form your own fashions in a way which demonstrates that you flout the standards from knowledge, not from ignorance. . . But… — Caroline Stevermer Copy Share Image
Thomas reached out and took my hand, turned it palm up, and said, "I believe that's healing very nicely." Aunt Charlotte opened the door… — Caroline Stevermer Copy Share Image
Faris turned on him. "Why choose to wear black today, of all days? I know why I'm in black. Why are you? Mourning? He… — Caroline Stevermer Copy Share Image
How dreadful...to be caught up in a game and have no idea of the rules. — Caroline Stevermer Copy Share Image
“No, they'll dance with you and then say I am justly called mysterious," he said. "You are odious." "Quite so, but admit you've never… — Caroline Stevermer Copy Share Image
