The Wind Done Gone | 
My daughter just reminded me about this one.
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Second round book haul from the Lincoln city library book sale.
Second round book haul from the Lincoln city library book sale.
"When you can't protect a thing you love, it's natural to come to hate that thing a little bit more each and every time it's injured."
"I tried another smile, but my mouth sort of stuck to my teeth, and all I made was something that looked like snaggles peeking through half a moon."
"Something in the way he slurped disturbed me. His lower lip poked so far out, it grabbed at the cup as if it were a third thumb."
Today in odd similes.
"I have no appetite for presiding in my dining room. Most days I give everybody a holiday. His servants, my friends. There are no silent brown ghosts in this house—there's an eye for every hand and more ears than fingers 'round most houses. How the white people live surrounded by spies, I don't know. I can't do it. The slime of hatred on every sliver of soap, every sheet smoothed across every bed."
It's always best to read the parody before the actual novel
