QUOTE : Holly let out a sudden peal of unladylike laughter. She couldn't seem to hold it in, not even when her daughter, clearly surprised by the sound, came to stand by her chair. “What is it, Mama?” “Mr. Bronson,” Holly explained, “was just telling me a story about when he was a little boy.” Although Rose had no idea what the joke was, she began to laugh, too. As Bronson watched them both, his brown eyes were lit with a peculiar warm glow. “I believe the two of you are the prettiest sight I've ever seen.