She had stories too. Her mother was demanding and sometimes irrational (so was mine!), she had few friends (me too), her father didn’t understand why she loved to read so much (same with me).
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This is gonna be good!
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I hope so. I have been meaning to write this for at least a decade but never had an ending.
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Ditto – what Indigo said.
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🙂
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Aaah. Finding commonalities spurring a new friendship! I remember the excitement.
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Yeah. 🙂
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What Maureen said.
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Thanks
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What Susan said,
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Thanks
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