“Another tug and a yank at my chestnut curls and she snarls at me, “You are so much like her.” This is something my mother often says and never explains. Though it is a great mystery to me it is… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“Whatever happened in those more than one hundred years, from the time my great-great-great grandfather studied law to the time when my own father… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“I had turned to leave and he had called after me. “Miss Maria, I kin no other woman who could be wearing men’s trousers… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“Liza took her time sipping her tea. “That’s what I hear Janet. Of course, living it up can take years off your life and… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“I just want to make sure Mama. Sometimes I don’t even know what I want. A lot of times I’m just tired.” Mama reached… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“My heart, for unknown reasons, seems to freeze in motion in my chest. I can see he senses it and he holds his pause… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“You may suppose that perhaps this Walter T. Wallace found his destiny in food and passed down to his progeny a legacy like that… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“You can cower,” she told them in a clear voice, wrapping her long shaking fingers around the cold iron bars. “But I will stand.” — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“They had pulled me from the hemorrhaging, dying body of my mother and turned me over to the care of the man who was… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“The image of him shifted with the violent frenzy of leaves. He was there and he wasn’t, as the leaves whipped and the lightning… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“He speaks in that strange sports talk, telling me about the start of the new season and asks if I follow baseball. No. I… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“It was just like in her books, but better, amplified, because it was her heart and her breath and it was real.” — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“And Mother, I love her dearly, but she flies into a panic whenever I mention women’s rights. As she sees it, it will be… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
