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The sounds of the Island had never failed to help me fall off to deep sleep. Recommended for all public libraries. There was not a single nail in it - only handmade pegs. Eight years after her devastating defeat, the murderer strikes again, forcing Maya to return to L. If there was one thing that Charlestonians did it was to preserve.

Susan escalates the situation by throwing them both out, packing her husband's toiletries, and then beginning a new chapter. Frank's novel deals with dating, divorce, family life, and teenagers in an outrageously funny way. Oh, and there's also a rakish and single son, in case you were wondering about that sort of thing. As the stories crisscross and converge, a message of hope appears - it's possible to emerge from tragedy stronger, and it's important to come together with others, not just to survive, but to thrive.

She had probably collected those swatches for years. Conversely, there is a bittersweet nostalgia that permeates a life that seems familiar to us all.

Southern women have always taken pride in the excellence of their needlework. Maybe don't mess with these folks. Joyce Bean does a highly credible job of evoking Southern pluck and sass as she moves easily among characters. But, I couldn't retire it to an art object.

Hundreds of tiny French knots

Hundreds of tiny French knots gave the quilt texture and dimension. The bed was a souvenir of the past. We had once grown the most desirable rice in the world in Charleston's rice fields - Carolina Gold. The back of the quilt was now ivory silk, blind stitched over its original backing of cotton.

The front was pieced together from tiny swatches of fabrics to form flowers, birds, trees and shrubs. We had just bought our house then - an old Victorian in the historic district of downtown - and my sister had insisted that we have the bed as a housewarming gift. Throughout, Susan draws strength and support from her sister, and her appreciation for her roots deepens as she tries to come to terms with divorce and raising a teenager.

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