“Of the rules in this house, spoken and unspoken, ancient and new, religious and secular, visible and invisible - of the mob of rules that controlled a given moment - the one about sandy feet was perhaps the one most… — Elizabeth Poliner Copy Share Image
“It hadn't changed. To grasp that constancy was the point of roaming, room by room, through the cottage. And once we'd been assured of… — Elizabeth Poliner Copy Share Image
“Of the rules in this house, spoken and unspoken, ancient and new, religious and secular, visible and invisible - of the mob of rules… — Elizabeth Poliner Copy Share Image
“Several times that afternoon my mother and Vivie walked through the living room, past the double doors leading to Bec’s sunporch, and they’d glance… — Elizabeth Poliner Copy Share Image
