“Easy for you to say," Polly said. "You've lived here all your life and stayed under the radar. No one points at you." "Sometimes small children point at my butt," Aunt Rhea said. "But that's just on account of all… — Kathy Hepinstall Copy Share Image
“I wanted someone above me in the chain of life. I didn't want to be alone, a single blue egg in a crumbling nest.” — Kathy Hepinstall Copy Share Image
“All men have a little badness in them,' she whispered. Milo looked at her. 'Sometimes, honey... a woman can be just as evil as… — Kathy Hepinstall Copy Share Image
“Don't question love, Iris. It may come to you in an inconvenient form, one that society finds scandalous, but its a gift from God.… — Kathy Hepinstall Copy Share Image
“Her childhood had been magical, hours spent in ecstatic loneliness in the apple orchard, dreaming of foreign lands and wild adventures. Everything was new,… — Kathy Hepinstall Copy Share Image
“Easy for you to say," Polly said. "You've lived here all your life and stayed under the radar. No one points at you." "Sometimes… — Kathy Hepinstall Copy Share Image
“Every father wants a daughter to meet the right God, and the right man. Perhaps her father had failed with both.” — Kathy Hepinstall Copy Share Image
“I see the way you look at him, and he looks at you. Don't question love, Iris. It may have come to you in… — Kathy Hepinstall Copy Share Image
“The world was cruel and sudden. This he knew for sure. Relax for a moment, breathe in the scent of a rose, rest in… — Kathy Hepinstall Copy Share Image
“You should have tried the eggplant parmesan she tried to hoist on me at the church bake sale. No wonder her children turned to… — Kathy Hepinstall Copy Share Image
“I wanted someone above me in the chain of life. I didn't want to be alone, a single blue egg in a crumbling nest.” — Kathy Hepinstall Copy Share Image
“They had engaged in what could not be called treatment or even discussion, but open combat, the two of them a microcosm of the… — Kathy Hepinstall Copy Share Image
“Instead he felt only love. And that was the miracle. The surge in hatred since the war began had created more love around it.… — Kathy Hepinstall Copy Share Image
“It's not my fault that the gray of everyone else's stories makes the color stand out.” — Kathy Hepinstall Copy Share Image
