Hattie.' Grace patted my arm. 'My cows sing better than you do.
There is nothing like the occasional outburst of profanity to calm jangled nerves.
I will have to rely on that painful teacher, experience.
Life was like a batch of biscuits without the baking powder: flat, flat, flat.
My bounce-around life had taught me that dreams were dangerous things - they look solid in your mind, but you just try to reach for them. It's like gathering clouds.
The worst thing of all is standing by when folks are doing something wrong.