Twelve years after Hannah Hunnicutt was committed to a Dallas asylum, her body is brought home to northeast Texas to be buried alongside those of her husband and son. Etched on all three gravestones is the same date of death: May 28, 1939.Home from the Hill is the story of that tragic day and the...
William Humphrey brings a shameful chapter in US history—the removal of the Cherokee nation along the Trail of Tears—to vivid life in his powerful final novel. Twelve-year-old Amos Ferguson is a blond, blue-eyed boy of mixed Cherokee and Scottish heritage, the son of a physician and the grandson ...
While my grandparents, she clutching the baby with one hand and the rattling egg basket with the other, jogged along on the spring seat, Winnie, Bea, and little Ned, the dead Agatha’s children, sitting along the tailgate with their legs dangling, were flung from side to side and bounced up and do...
Fun day in the Big Apple. People were returning home at the end of an afternoon of shopping, gallery-going, matinees, exhibitions. It was raining. The only way to have stopped a taxi in mid-Manhattan would have been with a shot. He stood in the flooded street trying to hail one with a hand raised...
said the owner of the name, and doubling his sack, hung it on the hook of the scale. He was bare to the waist: prompt young muscles bunching beneath a skin as glossy as an eggplant’s. Clyde found the name in his daybook. Was Junior Price the one? Junior, the record showed, had picked a lot of Cly...
Things might never get any better! He had to have her—Naomi Childress, that is. What were they going to live on, love? Well, they would have each other and they would scrape by somehow. Things couldn’t go on like this much longer. Meanwhile, two can live cheaper than one. And Naomi didn’t expect ...
