Crystalline swirls of sugar and flour still lingered in the air like kite tails.
Sarah Addison AllenShe was so Southern that she cried tears that came straight from the Mississippi, and she always smelled faintly of cottonwood and peaches.
Sarah Addison AllenWatching them, she realized they made so much sense together. Every look, every touch, was a reassurance, almost electric, as if they were shocking each other with every contact.
Sarah Addison Allen