...a vase full of flowers: dark red and pale pink in a cloud of baby's breath. Author: Kim Edwards Copy Quote More from Kim Edwards “There was in the mountains, and perhaps in the world at large, a theory of comp…” “He fished in his pocket for his keys and instead pulled out the last geode, gra…” “Lately, the world felt fragile, like a blown egg, as if it might shatter beneat…” “It's always like this after a few days here. I start to lose my bearings. The s…”