“She pictured a dandelion gone by, the white, almost airless pieces of her family scattered so far.” — Elizabeth strout Copy Share Image
“She could not have predicted, no one can ever predict anything, that they’d have been raised at a time of protests and… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
“She pictured a dandelion gone by, the white, almost airless pieces of her family scattered so far. The key to contentment was… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
