My Heart Leads Me Home

When Gianforte brings her recollections to the page, you will step right into a 1950's neighborhood situated along a Midwestern leafy avenue. You will see friendly neighbors visiting on front porches and children riding by on bicycles. You will open the oval-glass front door of one house in particular, a white Dutch colonial, to meet its three residents. ere, two serious, older parents display the deepest love for their young daughter even as they wrestle with theirown inevitable idiosyncrasies