A Mother's Body Remembers Her Babies-the Folds

You See Mother, You Had No Life Of Your Own. They Have No Idea. One Has Only A Life Of One's Own.

But Children Robbed Of Love Will Dwell On Magic.

Honk If You Love Jesus, Text While Driving If You Want To Meet Up.

The Bad Thing About Small-town Life Is That Everybody Knows Your Business...i Suppose That Is My Central Obsession. What We Owe To Society, What We Owe To Ourselves.

They All Attended Hester's Church, Which Dellarobia Viewed As A Complicated Pyramid Scheme Of Moral Debt And Credit Resting Ultimately On The Shoulders Of The Lord, But Rife With Middle Managers.