Bethany

“...and whether or not we had now paid our dues, he was my blessing, and I was his...”
― Anne Fortier, Juliet

“At Bramasole, the first secret spot that draws me outside is a stump and board bench on a high terrace overlooking the lake and valley. Before I sit down, I must bang the board against a tree to knock off all the ants. Then I'm happy. With a stunted oak tree for shelter and a never-ending view, I am hidden. No one knows where I am. The nine-year-old's thrill of the hideout under the hydrangea comes back: My mother is calling me and I am not answering.”
― Frances Mayes, Bringing Tuscany Home: Sensuous Style From the Heart of Italy

“It didn't really matter that we couldn't understand each other, what mattered were those little smiles and nods that said so much more than words.”
― Anne Fortier, Juliet

“He is right. You have to feel it" - she reached out and touched a hand to my chest- "in here.”
― Anne Fortier, Juliet