THE COTTON QUEEN

Cotton QueenTHE ROAD AWAY FROM HOME ALWAYS SEEMS TO LEAD BACK TO OUR MOTHERS.

I am not, nor will I ever be, the kind of woman who wears pearls with her apron while cooking meat loaf for her husband.  But when I was a kid, my mother, Babs, prepared me to be the neXt June Cleaver--teaching me lessons that belonged to another era.  Another world, practically.  My mother's world.  I couldn't wait to leave home and get away from her.  But now, well. . . let's just say life hasn't turned out quite as I'd planned.  And heaven help me, I'm going home.

--LANEY HOFFMAN -- Cotton Queen, 1975
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It's funny--all I ever wanted was to teach my daughter, Laney, how to be a lady so she could find a good husband and take her rightful place in our community.  But Laney has always remained convinced that my life and my ideas are, well, pathetic.  She has no idea--no idea!--what it is to lose a husband, to watch your dreams wither while keeping a smile on your face for the neighbors.  Now, that is a talent.  Laney is probably too smart for her own good, but being smart hasn't kept her out of trouble.  Thank heavens I'm here to help pick up the pieces.

--BABS HOFFMAN-- Cotton Queen First Runner-Up, 1956

THE COTTON QUEEN
MIRA BOOKS
ISBN: 0778322696
JANUARY 31, 2006

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