In her last letter to her love, Percy, before she died, Hyacinth wrote, “Somewhere between right and wrong lies a garden surrounded by thorns, and I have met you there” (222).
In her last letter to her love, Percy, before she died, Hyacinth wrote, “Somewhere between right and wrong lies a garden surrounded by thorns, and I have met you there” (222).
My Going-to-Michigan-for-two-weeks-and-still-have-library-holds-there pile.
"He embraced the runaways with desperate affection. Cora couldn't help but shrink away. Two white men in two days had their hands around her. Was this a condition of her freedom?"
I just thought the two books on my tbr looked lovely together