Quotes by : Benedict Freedman

Every night we stopped in a cabin where wood had been stacked, matches left, and canned goods laid out....

Katherine Mary, w'er going to know each other very well, for many years, I hope. You'll see, you'll come....

I felt afraid. No one would know that, not Mother and not Mike. I’d keep the fear pushed down inside....

She’s a gray woman with gray sayings.” “A crape-hanger.