All her life she had believed in something more, in the mystery that shape-shifted at the edge of her senses. It was the flutter of moth wings on glass and the promise of river nymphs in the dappled creek beds. It was the smell of oak trees on the summer evening she fell in love, and the way the dawn threw itself across the cow pond and turned the water to light.
We are all very proud of Jennifer because she has worked so hard and that talent has now been rewarded with her Oscar win. It’s quite an achievement for somebody her age. - Jennifer’s aunt, Cindy Miller.