Under midnight skies, Blackbirds sing. . .

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A small southern town and a cafe' specializing in pies? Yes, please. There is no doubt in my mind that reading this book will be like that piece of pie that finishes a meal so perfectly. "Under midnight skies, Blackbirds sing, Loving notes, Baked in pies, Under midnight skies."