Elijah was surprised by her crisp responses. He hadn’t met anyone else in Natchez that didn’t drone on and on with the slightest prompting on practically nothing. He wasn’t sure how many questions with single sentence answers he could come up with to avoid the awkward silence alternative. Pg. 61
Stained Glass Teaser 3
“Art is fashioned by the hands but created in the heart,” Jared reflected. Pg. 43
Stained Glass Teaser 2
Unfortunately, the real tragedy here was not that a father had drowned, or that a young man had been run down in cold blood, or that businesses were burned. The real tragedy was that this insistent and incessant classification of human beings based upon something as superficial as skin color was destined to fuel similar tragedies in future generations. Pg. 39
Gerred Lee 