Publisher's Synopsis
About the AuthorChristy grew up learning that her father was the baby of 13 children and that his family didn't have a lot but he felt loved. Her father often took her to see his family in North Carolina which included seeing his dad, her grandfather. She has spotty memories of dirt roads, trailer homes, good cooking, big dogs covered in ticks, lightning bugs in the pitch dark while playing outside, mosquito bites on her sister and out houses. She loved her visits to see her family but especially treasures that memory of her grandfather letting her pick a flower from the cotton plant and how different that flower was from anything she had ever seen.
