“Lou popped up often in his daydreams: her warm eyes, creamy skin, even her scars. Where were those from? Not many women… — Amy E. Reichert Copy Share Image
“I love you for the million kindnesses in your heart, your infectious enthusiasm, your search for the perfect deep-fried cheese curds. I… — Amy E. Reichert Copy Share Image
“As he walked past the newsstand, he couldn't help sniffing the air, searching for hints of bacon, coconut, and vanilla. Combined with… — Amy E. Reichert Copy Share Image
“They spent the next hour nibbling their way through the food stalls, sharing spiral-cut potatoes, pork sandwiches, and cream puffs. They found… — Amy E. Reichert Copy Share Image
“Al and Lou had arrived at the Wisconsin State Fair by nine in the morning for fresh egg omelettes in the Agriculture… — Amy E. Reichert Copy Share Image
“Lou loved watching Al savor every bite. She mentally vowed to make him an amazing meal just to see him enjoy it.… — Amy E. Reichert Copy Share Image
“Coconut teased him with tropical deliciousness; then the vanilla he so often smelled on Lou's neck wafted up. He ached to hold… — Amy E. Reichert Copy Share Image
“Before the downpour, Al had thought Lou looked alluring in her pale pink T-shirt and simple flowered skirt. Her soft brown waves… — Amy E. Reichert Copy Share Image
“Lou had brought the grill from ice-cold to scorching-hot faster than a firestorm; the brats were preboiled in beer and onions and… — Amy E. Reichert Copy Share Image
