“How many times can a heart be shattered and still be pieced back together? How many times before the damage is irreparable?” — 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 took his bar exam in 1989, I may never know. Perhaps it was just greed and the good, old-fashion corruption that comes with power. The Drexlers have moved from the fight for human rights to the… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share
“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 and be dripping such as ye are and look quite so lovely. It’s a right shame your mother is marrying you off to that great sot!” I had turned to call back to him, “I doubt… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share
“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 of the great Colonel Sanders. The folks here in Wallace County would love to be able to tell you this is so. But no, like their granddaddy, the Wallace men were thievin’ crooks, always with a… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share
“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 not my father. He had taken me home to their tiny apartment above the old hardware store and done what little he knew to take care of me. It took less than six weeks for him… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share
“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 fell away in a slow strobe effect across the expanse of sky. How he had gotten up there, I had no idea, but he had been there. Crouched in the tree in the middle of the… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share
“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
