I found the first half of the book a little slow. It was hard to get to know the characters as I found their development quite slow. I understand that the story is told from the point of view of a 11 year old and some things she just can't understand, still some parts were really frustraiting. Fo...
A MIDWESTERN BOOKSELLERS CHOICE AWARD WINNER AND NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER NOW IN ITS 18th PRINTING! It was the summer on Vliet Street when we all started locking our doors... Sally O'Malley made a promise to her daddy before he died. She swore she'd look after her sister, Troo. Keep her safe...
With her pinched-in mouth, she looks like a buttercup about to bloom. Even though Dave bought her a new dryer to replace her old wringer, she still hangs sheets on the line in the summer, thank goodness. When I put my head down on them in the dark, the smell of sun and sweet-smelling clover remin...
His worn-at-the-seat jeans. The bleached undershirts he wears no matter how hot. I run my finger across the pearl buttons of one of his Texas shirts. The kind you see on rodeo riders. I’ve never been in his room without him. Pressing my face into his pillow, there’s a faint smell of trout twistin...
The tracks smell as black as they look with tar and oil, but I’ve always thought the train makes a lulling sound. Unfortunately, that chug . . . chug . . . chug is not enough to dispel my fears this evening. Besides all the other worries that I got on my mind, these woods that I love to stroll th...
Like she was under surveillance and she was the one doing the surveilling. She traveled from Olsen’s Market to the post office and to the Horizons Home, so the old folks could coo and fuss over Garbo the way they do every Wednesday afternoon. She waitressed. Mare Hanson was in with some breaking ...