Publisher's Synopsis
I want to tell you a story about my paternal grandmother, who was a beautiful woman when she was young - genuinely, movie star beautiful. She was slender, with narrow hips and long limbs, yet voluptuous, blessed with shapely legs and a round, enviable bustline. Her dark brown hair fell past her shoulders and was thick and naturally wavy, but perhaps most striking, she had the lightest grey eyes that smiled without her having to move her mouth - which was slightly crooked - and she smiled often. She had the most wonderful, lyrical laugh, infectious to others, and she laughed easily. She carried herself with the grace of a ballerina, walked with a subtle sway in her step and was confident and carefree in a way you might expect the loveliest girl from a small town at the peak of her beauty and youthfulness to be.
