Wasn't that the point of the book? For women to realize, We are just two people. Not that much separates us. Not nearly as much as I'd thought.

....I realized I actually had a choice in what I could believe.

It weren’t too loo long before I seen something in me, had changed. A bitter seed was planted inside of me. And I just didn’t feel so, accepting, anymore.

Why don't we just build you an house outside Hilly?

Here's to new beginnings," Stuart says and raises his bourbon. I nod, sort of wanting to tell him that all beginnings are new.

And why? Because they are suffocating within the lines that define their town and their times. And sometimes lines are made to be crossed.

I reckon that’s the risk you run, letting somebody else raise you chilluns.