“Do good though, will you?" She blinked brightly at the green girl. "If not for your parents or your grandmother, then for… — Gregory Maguire Copy Share Image
“You need my help? What for? Bread, cash, a fake identity to help you slip sideways through the cracks? Tell me what… — Gregory Maguire Copy Share Image
“Glinda waved dismissively. Then she tucked her hand against her mouth and bit her knuckles. It was hard to tell if her… — Gregory Maguire Copy Share Image
“Well, I learned to cook. At my age," she told him. "What's next? Art therapy? Anyway, I've had quite a time of… — Gregory Maguire Copy Share Image
“They did the best they could. Besides I was hardly a stranger. I had known your grandmother. We were like this." She… — Gregory Maguire Copy Share Image
“I'm just doing your tea, Mum," he said. "Are you all imbecilic? Is that a requirement of enlisted men? It's Lady GLINDA!"… — Gregory Maguire Copy Share Image
