6 Quotes by Mindy Friddle

It's just- well, I don't want you to get hurt. Take it slow, that's my advice. Look, you're new to this, and it takes some experience dealing with..." Her sentence trailed off. "I mean, what do you really know about him?""Well, he's not married.

What about you, Cutter? What is it you like to do? Somehow I think serving pancakes and writing about funerals is not your life's ambition.""There's nothing wrong with good honest work. And it is hard work living the life you want, especially if people keep interfering, trying to take it from you.

I drew my bath and scattered dried rose petals in the water. I stepped into the tub, pinned up my hair, dipped into the bowl of mayonnaise that had been mixed with fennel and rosemary and soaked secretly in the refrigerator for two days.

These vines will be blooming by summer don't you remember? It's just the bones of the garden you're looking at right now." I thought of the trumpet vine and honeysuckle that would green and flower; the jasmine that would sweeten the air, its perfume drifting in the windows of our home.

Her face was soft now, damp from the steam of my bath and the heat of her news. Her eyebrows were as white as cornsilk, her eyelashes clear. My sister had a certain pale, bright beauty, while I was an almost blonde, a shadowy hybrid. Ginnie was willowy and golden, I was shorter and freckled. I imagined our in utero tug-of-war. How she had seized all those pale, paternal Scandinavian genes, pulled at those chromosomes until they stretched like taffy.

Clean up your own mess. Your mama don't live here