The Winds of Heaven

When Fan was little, she dreamed of magical countries in the far-away blue hills. As she grew up she dreamed of love, and the boys came after her one by one. Clementine thought her cousin Fan's house in the country had a special smell: of sun and dust and kerosene, and the wild honey they ate for breakfast on their toast. But then there were the feelings: the anger that smelled like iron, and the disappointment that smelled like mud. Still, Fan was strong and beautiful, and Clementine thought sh