Quotes From "First Frost" By Sarah Addison Allen

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Under her thick pancake makeup, her skin had been pockmarked, but he would stare at her adoringly from his cot at night and imagine her scars were constellations, a secret map to a far-off, happy place. Sarah Addison Allen
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Under her thick pancake makeup, her sin had been pockmarked, but he would stare at her adoringly from his cot at night and imagine her scars were constellations, a secret map to a far-off, happy place. Sarah Addison Allen
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The air around her was cool lately, as if she were creating a vacuum with her unhappiness. Sarah Addison Allen
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A spell perhaps?” The prince wrinkled his face as though it physically hurt him to think and ask questions. Liz DeJesus
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Sometimes it's difficult to tell what side of the moral compass we are all on. There are so many things to factor in. Sarah Addison Allen
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I know he's a good baby... but the challenge is to raise him into a good boy, then a good man. Sarah Addison Allen
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There's not a lot I can fix for her anymore. Band-Aid and bedtime story days are almost over. This, I can fix with a simple Welcome. Sarah Addison Allen
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Bay remembered the Waverley house full of pumpkin pie scents in the fall. There had been mountains of maple cakes with violets hidden inside, lakes of butternut soups with chrysanthemum petals floating on top. Sarah Addison Allen
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Mary had become anxious in her old age, and she hated being away from the house for long. She'd hold the girls' hands tightly and calm herself by telling them what she would make for first frost that year- pork tenderloins with nasturtiums, dill potatoes, pumpkin bread, chicory coffee. And the cupcakes, of course, with all different frostings, because what was first frost without frosting? Claire had loved it all, but Sydney had only listened when their grandmother talked of frosting. Caramel, rosewater-pistachio, chocolate almond. . Sarah Addison Allen
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People like us will never really understand, Evanelle said. We fell in love with the men we were supposed to be with right off the bat. But women with broken hearts, they change. Sarah Addison Allen
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But Claire had long ago realized, even after those constant dreams of her mother leaving faded away, that when you are abandoned as a child, you are never able to forget that people are capable of leaving, even if they never do. Sarah Addison Allen
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Motherhood is hard enough without judgement from others who don't know the whole story. Sarah Addison Allen
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Motherhood, true motherhood, was what went on when no one else could see. Sarah Addison Allen
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She did know that it's remarkably easy to fall in love with someone who is already in love with you. It's a little like falling in love with yourself. Sarah Addison Allen
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...everyone knows that road, the one leading out of town into a deep green expanse of pastures and old farmhouses, which at first makes it seem like you're entering a fairy tale, something sweet and old fashioned and lost in time. But, like all fairy tales, the beginning is always beautiful, a ruse to draw you into something you aren't anticipating. Sarah Addison Allen
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The outside world might have finally turned into autumn, but inside the Waverley house it still smelled of summer. It was lemon verbena day, so the house was filled with a sweet-tart that conjured images of picnic blankets and white clouds like true-love hearts. Sarah Addison Allen
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It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon. Sarah Addison Allen
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I was just telling Claire about a guy I met in bread class. I hate him, but he could be my soul mate. Sarah Addison Allen
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On the day the tree bloomed in the fall, when its white apple blossoms fell and covered the ground like snow, it was tradition for the Waverleys to gather in the garden like survivors of some great catastrophe, hugging one another, laughing as they touched faces and arms, making sure they were all okay, grateful to have gotten through it. Sarah Addison Allen
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Some of Bay's fondest memories were of lying under the apple tree in the summer while Claire gardened and the apple tree tossed apples at her like a dog trying to coax its owner into playing catch. Sarah Addison Allen