Just might be one of the sweetest books I've ever read.

"But my mother's hair, my mother's hair like little rosettes, like little candy circles all curly and pretty because she pinned it in pincers all day, sweet to put your nose into when she is holding you, holding you and you feel safe, is the warm smell of bread before you bake it, is the smell when she makes room for you on her side of the bed still warm with her skin, and you sleep near her, the rain outside falling and Papa snoring. The snoring, the rain, and Mama's hair that smells like bread." 

Just beautiful