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“Her sandwiches were beyond delicious. Pimento cheese, smoked meatloaf, egg salad, roast beef and remoulade, honey butter biscuits and fried chicken… Folks lived for her food.”

Quote by Susan Wiggs

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Sugar and Salt

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Susan Wiggs
Susan Wiggs

Susan Wiggs is an American author born on May 17, 1958. Her works primarily focus on family, love, and community life, and she is beloved by readers for her warm emotional descriptions and profound character portrayals. more

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