"[...]a fond mother because she insisted on having her children with her, under her thumb, marking their devotion as a prisoner marks time with his feet, stupidly, shufflingly, advancing not a step. Sometimes Sophy the clear-eyed and level-headed, seeing this state of affairs, tried to stop it. "You expect too much of your husband and children," she said one day, bluntly, to her sister. "I!" Flora's dimpled hands had flown to her breast like a wounded thing. "I! You're crazy! There isn't a more devoted wife and mother in the world. That's the trouble. I love them too much." "Well, then," grimly, "stop it for a change. That's half Eugene's nervousness-your fussing over him. He's eighteen. Give him a chance. You're weakening him. And stop dinning that society stuff into Adele's ears. She's[...]."
- Paperback | 178 pages
- 152.4 x 228.6 x 8.38mm | 272.15g
- 10 Mar 2015
- Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
- United States
- black & white illustrations