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320 pages, Hardcover
First published November 19, 2013
“Hope” is the thing with feathers—Keep it in mind. But back to beginnings. Consider the first actual paragraph
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—
I fell in love with William Ashe at gunpoint, in a Circle K. It was on a Friday afternoon at the tail end of a Georgia summer so ungodly hot the air felt like it had been boiled red. We were both staring down the barrel of an ancient, creaky .32 that could kill us just as dead as a really nice gun could.Hooked yet? I was. And glad of it.


‘You did this? You?’ She crosses her arms across her chest. Her shoulders fold in toward themselves and her spine hunches. .... William thinks, The squash is disappointed.”