Casy gathered in his canvas sneakers and shoved his bare feet into them. "I ain't got your confidence," he said. "I'm always scared there's wire or glass under the dust. I don't know nothin' I hate so much as a cut toe.

I said; 'his example too. Yes, his example. I forgot that.' "'But I do not. I cannot—I

If honor and wisdom and happiness are not for me, let them be for others. Let heaven exist, though my place be in hell.

Love at first sight, she wrote giddily to Millie. But of course such feelings weren't 'true' love (that was what she would feel for a child one day), merely the false grandeur of madness.

Written By Kate Atkinson

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