Sue Monk Kidd Quote

The past week, Mother had denied her a pass to the market for some minor, forgettable reason, and she’d taken it hard. Her market excursions were the acme of her days, and trying to commiserate, I'd said, I'm sorry, Handful, I know how you must feel. It seemed to me I did know what it felt to have one's liberty curtailed, but she blazed up at me. So we just the same, me and you? That's why you the one to shit in the pot and I'm the one to empty it?

Sue Monk Kidd

The past week, Mother had denied her a pass to the market for some minor, forgettable reason, and she’d taken it hard. Her market excursions were the acme of her days, and trying to commiserate, I'd said, I'm sorry, Handful, I know how you must feel. It seemed to me I did know what it felt to have one's liberty curtailed, but she blazed up at me. So we just the same, me and you? That's why you the one to shit in the pot and I'm the one to empty it?

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About Sue Monk Kidd

Sue Monk Kidd (born August 12, 1948) is an American writer from Sylvester, Georgia. She is best known for her historical novels, which frequently deal with themes of race, feminism, and religion and include The Secret Life of Bees and The Book of Longings.