The ground had opened up and spit out hell, Nell thought, and the detritus was Shiloh.

— Kelsey Brickl

He was the oldest. When we left Kentucky, our folks told him to look after me. Didn't say a word to me. Wouldn't have occurred to them.

— Micheal Punke

Lust was edging confusion for the lead. Good sense had fallen far behind.

— Teri Anne Stanley

In August, an inescapable blanket of heat settled over Paducah, the last gasping breath of summer roaring its weight out over the populace.

— Kelsey Brickl

You. Aren’t you one of those Morgan boys? You must be the bad one.

— Teri Anne Stanley

You’ve gone far away to a place with no horses and very little grass, and you’re studying how to write a story with a happy ending. If you can write that ending for yourself, maybe you can come back.

— Jennifer Echols

…It was like he waved his magic wang, and I totally forgot how I’m not a gullible teenager anymore.

— Teri Anne Stanley

Leaving the feasibility of testicular transplants alone for the moment, she said, “It was mostly my mistake.

— Teri Anne Stanley