“Hey lady grand, with your man-like slam-dance!
There’s a sort of magic in your words,
and I can’t help but shiver at the grandeur.”
^ This was what was said to McCuller’s ghost earlier. And you know, I think she heard me somehow. Ever since it was screamed in that of my bedroom, I’ve felt love fill the body. Sometimes it’s important to give thanks to all those that have helped your imagination grow. Her books will forever be well adored.