The Bean Trees

I had never imagined that any part of a round earth could be so flat.

In Kentucky you could never see too far, since there were always mountains blocking the other side of your view, and it left you the chance to think something good might be just over the next hill. But out there on the plain it was all laid out right in front of you, and no matter how far you looked it didn’t get any better.

I had decided early on that if I couldn’t dress elegant, I’d dress memorable.