Princella Talley

Jun 24, 2021

3 min read

Dear Annette: A Love Letter to My Grandmother and the Books That Raised Me

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Dear Annette,

As I write this to you, my mind returns to my childhood. The best mornings began with making mud pies that I would leave to bake under the Louisiana sun and evenings were spent pulling honeysuckle from trees. There were other days I wish I could forget. But there’s one day and one conversation with you that I most remember.