He sat looking down at his hands--his fine strong unscarred hands. Suddenly and unreasonably he thought of another pair of hands--his mother's--with the knuckles enlarged, the skin broken--expressive--her life written on them. Scars. She had them.
Edna FerberAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist
- Nationality: american
- Born: August 15, 1885
- Died: April 16, 1968
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