On Saturday night they’d talked about seeing The Lost Weekend but the
movie was now of little interest, so they passed it by and went for a ride in
Benjamin’s shined-up car. There had been little conversation in the noisy
ballroom, but once they were alone together Delia bubbled over with things
to say. Benjamin listened eagerly and could taste the sweetness of her as
surely as he could taste the sweetness in a stalk of sugar cane. When she
brought her hand across to touch his arm, he wished the night would never
end. Perhaps it was the sound of her laughter, perhaps the warmth that
came from her eyes; he couldn’t explain the reason, but when her hand
touched him he could feel her pulse pounding in his heart.
The movie was now of little interest – Friday Fiction
“You remind me of my mama,” he said.
“Your mama?” Delia laughed like it was the funniest thing she’d ever
heard. “What kind of sweet talk is that, telling a girl she reminds you of
Benjamin glanced across with a shy grin. “I’m meaning it in a nice
way. My mama was the prettiest woman I’d ever laid eyes on…until now.”
“Go on,” Delia said with a giggle. “I bet you say that to all the girls.”
“No,” Benjamin answered, his voice serious as the day was long. “I
ain’t never said it to nobody before.”
The funny thing was he meant it. Delia had the kind of warmth he
remembered from his boyhood days. Although he had known her for just a
few short hours he could already picture her standing in the kitchen, stirring
a pot of soup or pouring coffee into his blue mug. It wasn’t just the warmth
of her eyes or the fact that she had a mouth curled into the most kissable
smile he’d ever seen. It was because when he looked at Delia he could see
They drove to the edge of town then stopped at a roadside stand,
bought two bottles of icy cold cola, and sat in the grass talking. The sky
grew dark and filled with stars, but it was the warmth of Delia’s eyes that
lit a fire in Benjamin’s heart.
She was in the middle of telling about how they’d moved from Ohio
because her Daddy took on the job of shepherding the flock at New Unity
Church when Benjamin blurted out, “I’ve done decided you’re the girl I’m
Delia laughed. “Marry? A wife ain’t like an apple you pick off a tree. A
fella’s got to court a girl and make her start liking him. Then maybe he can
ask if she’s willing to marry.”
“I know that,” Benjamin answered. “And I’m gonna ask proper, when
the time’s right. But ’til then I thought you ought to know how I’m feeling
Delia smiled and gave a funny little shrug. It was neither an agreement
nor disagreement. “I suppose you can feel however you
want to feel. But I ain’t about to marry somebody I don’t know a thing
“We got time,” he said. “We got plenty a’ time to get to know one
another.” He gave her a knowing wink, then began telling her about the
farm in Grinder’s Corner.
“Grinder’s Corner?” she said. “Where’s that?”
“About twelve miles east of here. It’s a little town…” Benjamin
stopped there because there wasn’t much to tell. Grinder’s Corner was not
really a town; it was nothing more than a wide spot in the road surrounded
by a bunch of farms owned by Sylvester Crane. It was a poor comparison
to Twin Pines, a town with three restaurants, a movie house, and a
Brotherhood Hall that could hold hundreds of partiers.
“Twelve miles ain’t all that far,” Delia said, “but I still ain’t gonna
marry you ’til I get to liking you.”
Passing through Perfect
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It’s 1946. WW2 war is over. Millions of American soldiers are coming home and Benjamin Church is one of them. After four years of being away he thought things in Alabama would have changed, but they haven’t. Grinder’s Corner is as it’s always been—a hardscrabble burp in the road. It’s not much, but it’s home.
In this inspirational romance, Benjamin attends a harvest festival in Twin Pines where he catches sight of Delia. Before their first dance ends, he knows for certain she’s the one. They fall madly in love; happily, impatiently, imprudently, in love. It doesn’t matter that her daddy is staunchly opposed to the thought of his daughter marrying a cotton farmer, never mind a poor one.
It’s true Benjamin has little to offer; he’s a sharecropper who will spend his whole life sweating and slaving to do little more than put food on the table. But that’s how things are in Alabama. Benjamin is better off than most; he has a wife, a boy he adores, and a house that doesn’t leak rain. Yes, Benjamin considers himself a lucky man until the fateful night that changes everything.
Literary Awards for Passing through Perfect
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Reader’s Favorite Gold Medal in Southern Fiction
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Praise for Passing through Perfect
Well-written and engaging, readers will welcome back characters from previous Wyattsville books. – Kirkus Reviews
This is Southern fiction at its best: spiritually infused, warm, and family-oriented – an atmosphere which permeates every chapter with descriptions firmly routed in family tradition and the South. – Midwest Book Review, Donovan’s Shelf
I have a new favorite writer!
Just like reading John Steinbeck’s, East of Eden, or Harper Lee’s, To Kill A Mockingbird, this story is a tale of epic proportions!
It’s about Benjamin. Benjamin has such a life, but it’s full of perseverance, and an admirable one in the end. Or rather, his life wasn’t admirable, Benjamin himself was.
I got choked up so many times throughout this book. There were even a couple times I had to put the Kindle down and come back later. It was a couple of tough moments to read. I couldn’t imagine if it was someones’ life, and having to live it. Oh no.
And see, that’s the thing. That magic thing. Bette Lee Crosby creates characters and stories that feel so real, so alive, that you can’t help but become emotionally invested.
I hadn’t read anything of hers before, and yes, this is book 3 in a series. It is very easily read as a standalone. I didn’t feel I missed a thing. I can’t wait to read more from her too. I’m hooked! – Freda’s Voice
This is definitely a book I would recommend to others; in fact I’ve already told a friend that she absolutely MUST read Passing through Perfect. Whether you’ve read the other books in the Wyattsville Series or not, you’ll find yourself drawn in and enjoying every turn of the page with this fabulous book. Thank you to Bette Lee Crosby for sharing her storytelling time and talents. – WOW! Women on Writing
I connected with the characters in this story and rooted for them as they went through their trials and struggles. The story focuses on Benjamin Church a poor farmer who falls in love with the beautiful Delia. It chronicles the struggles they encounter as they face bigotry and discrimination from some along with friendship and acceptance from others. It is a heartwarming tale that shows both the good and bad found in mankind.
I wouldn’t have picked this title up on my own. I have been interacting with the author for quite sometime and she finally convinced me I would enjoy this novel if I would just give it a chance. She was right. – I Am A Reader Not A WriterRead the Book Discussion Questions for Passing through Perfect Read an excerpt from Passing through Perfect
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