“Plain Kate greased her boots and bandaged her feet, and soon she would walk like a Roamer born. She helped Drina with the water and the wood, and in the long, wet evenings she carved objarka burji. Plain Kate carved… — Erin Bow Copy Share Image
“ Plain Kate, Kate the Carver No one's friend and no one's daughter Little Kate might meet her fate Whittling sticks till it's too late ” — Erin Bow Copy Share Image
