“After dinner, Mary Alice and I went for a walk. We didn’t talk, we just held hands. I found it curious that so much of this, our last full day together, had been spent just being together. (...) [P]robably no… — G. M. Frazier Copy Share Image
“After dinner, Mary Alice and I went for a walk. We didn’t talk, we just held hands. I found it curious that so much… — G. M. Frazier Copy Share Image
“It’s natural for children to drift through their early childhood taking their parents for granted, then adolescence rears its ugly head and insouciance morphs… — G. M. Frazier Copy Share Image
“The summer I turned sixteen I shot a man. It was 1969. Neil Armstrong walked on the moon. Hurricane Camille destroyed our farm. And… — G. M. Frazier Copy Share Image