Slightly South of Simple (Peachtree Bluff, #1)

by Kristy Woodson Harvey

Sometimes you don’t know how empty your fridge—or your heart—can be. You don’t realize it, that is, until at long last, you find them full again.

there are no people in the world to make you realize what a spoiled, selfish bitch you’ve become and put you right back in your place quite like sisters.

I love this!

summer vacationers who feel free to photograph my home and sometimes even peek in through my windows have never been my favorite thing.

I wonder if people REALLY do that. So rude. They probably do. SMH.

When we were younger, Sloane was fearless. As free-spirited and wide open as she was, her big sister was the complete opposite. I’ve always been by-the-book, structured, regimented.