wilkes

Anybody else? I had the brother's suicide figured out from the beginning, and the cause of the smell from the shed after Hugo was no surprise. His prose is so thick and flowery, my daughter describes it as drinking syrup. His description of poor folks from the mountains of North Carolina is none too flattering either.

I may be one of those mountain ____s, but if all my friends were so beautiful and bright and participated in such witty and cutting reparte, I'd be exhausted and have to move away from my beloved Charleston. Yuck. I gave the book away.

That tiger in Prince of Tides was just too hard to beat!