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Daughters of the Confederacy
Is this supposed to be cute?
“You’re doing fine, just fine,” Bow said from his spot at the stove.
Wait Not Beau but Bow
“We survive on sweet tea and complaining, plain and simple. Mostly the sweet tea, if I’m tellin’ it to you straight.”
O.m.g.
Up close, I could see he had some age on him. I guessed early to midthirties. Shallow crow’s feet spread from the corners of his eyes even when he wasn’t smiling, and strong lines bracketed his mouth under the hint of a five-o’clock shadow. His hair was short, sandy blond with a patch of silver near his right temple, and his eyes were nearly the same color as the amber honey sitting between us.
Early to mid 30s lol
“Bless your heart,” Natalie said, pure syrup.
As I worked collecting more zucchini, cucumbers, squash, beans, and rhubarb,
checked on the progress of the tomatoes and two lonesome corn stalks and stopped in front of the yarrow.
Cornstalks in may
Fireflies—or lightning bugs, as people around here called them
Etymology
Her hand went straight to a double strand of pearls, gripping them tightly.
Oy
Eden was opinionated and headstrong and came from questionable bloodlines
BLOODLINES
It simply wouldn’t cross their minds to care. Oh, they’d be polite. Civil. All surface and no depth. Because that’s just who they were. How they were raised.
Surface
nothing to be sad about—it’s been a long time coming. We were supposed to only be passing through here to begin with.” She laughed. “And we ended up staying twenty-odd years.”
Jena And Bow not native to Wicklow
They’d taken me in, given me hot chocolate, and listened to me cry about the injustices of life.
Why this far in are we getting backstory?
“You must have AJ’s quilt.
Some lead-up would have been great
