"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."
~Author unknown,
attributed to a 4-year-old named Lauren
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“But she wasn't scared of the heat. She welcomed it under her skin as if the cells were dancing. And further in, the blood.”
Margarita Liberaki, Three Summers
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