(…) I think it is safe to say that while the South is hardly Christ-centered, it is most certainly Christ-haunted. The Southerner, who isn’t convinced of it, is very much afraid that he may have been formed in the image and likeness of God.
Flannery O’Connor, The Grotesque in Southern Fiction
Okay, because Facebook friends couldn't help me with this:
Anyone who knows either the name of this short story or the author please help: The story is about a masculine, cross-eyed woman, a dwarf, and some other handsome guy, and they all open up a cafe in the south and become friends and then the woman falls in love with the dwarf but the dwarf and the other guy steal her money and runaway together. What is this short story called, it’s been driving me crazy for months
These are all tales that I’ve heard from family members, mostly centering around the Appalachians in South-West VA and Northern NC. Names have been changed for obvious reasons. Gonna put these under a cut because they’re a bit depressing.