As I read my Kindle, I highlight intriguing or beautifully descriptive passages from the novel. Here are a few recent . . .
“My mother couldn’t rail directly at God and so
William Kent Krueger, Ordinary Grace
she railed instead at my father.”
“In a small town nothing is private. Word spreads with the incomprehensibility of magic and the speed of plague.”
William Kent Krueger, Ordinary Grace
William Kent Krueger, Ordinary Grace
“Emil stood on the porch holding to one of the posts, tracking our procession with his sightless eyes in that way that made me think he could actually see us coming up the flagstone walk.”
