The stems stood tall and straight, one series arranged in a single line, the other in a crudely shaped heart, the final one in the shape of the letter U. I love you.
Lurlene McDanielShe did know that the journey to happiness was laborious and strewn with seeds of suffering. She guessed that it was probably a place each person had to seek for herself, that each heart had to find on its own.
Lurlene McDanielI wanted to write about the third world and had the opportunity to go live in the trenches, so to speak.
Lurlene McDaniel