Pulled Quote September 10 2008
Where the River Ends by Charles Martin
Abbie grew up a debutante, a graduate of Ashley Hall, the only daughter of the senator from South Carolina and a poster girl for the social elite. She had more class in five minutes than I had all day. Or all week. While I tripped over a crack in the sidewalk, stepped in dog crap or spilled mustard across my white button-down, she dabbed the corner of her mouth with a lacy napkin, made friends with stray dogs and levitated down sidewalks like Mary Poppins. We were as different as two people could be, and why she chose me is still a mystery. If you could see me, I’m scratching my head.
– From Charles Martin’s new novel Where the River Ends. Martin will be at the Margaret Mitchell House Tues., Sept. 16, to promote his book.