“My Great Grandmother Morrison fixed a book-rest to her spinning wheel so that she could read while she was spinning, or so the story goes. And one Saturday evening she became so absorbed in her book that when she looked… — Mary Lawson Copy Share Image
“My Great Grandmother Morrison fixed a book-rest to her spinning wheel so that she could read while she was spinning, or so the story… — Mary Lawson Copy Share Image
“The lake hadn’t been frozen long and of all them had been expressly forbidden to go out on it, but Norman Pye, who was… — Mary Lawson Copy Share Image
You'd have thought that after suffering such a loss nothing else would matter to her but that didn't seem to be how it worked.… — Mary Lawson Copy Share Image
“Most children suffer from a crippling lack of stimulation. The brain is like any other muscle; use it, and it develops. Ignore it, and… — Mary Lawson Copy Share Image
Suddenly he saw himself as others in the crowd must surely see him; a silent, solitary figure, standing apart from the rest. He looked… — Mary Lawson Copy Share Image
“It was so easy for women,their arms opened out instinctively and they gathered in whatever hurt there was and that was that, they didn't… — Mary Lawson Copy Share Image
“I would like to be able to say that I threw myself into the spirit of it all, but the truth is, I still… — Mary Lawson Copy Share Image
“Arthur found himself staring down at the knife embedded in his foot. There was a surreal split second before the blood started to well… — Mary Lawson Copy Share Image
“Matt had told me that cold was just the absence of heat, but it didn’t feel like that. It felt like a presence. It… — Mary Lawson Copy Share Image
He'd assumed that you went to school because you had to learn things, starting off with the easy stuff and moving on to the… — Mary Lawson Copy Share Image
“You see the suffering of children all the time nowadays. Wars and famines are played out before us in our living rooms, and almost… — Mary Lawson Copy Share Image
We are all bumbling along,side by side, week in, week out, our paths similar in some ways and different in others, all apparently running… — Mary Lawson Copy Share Image
