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« My new mother-in-law was a deeply generous woman, who did not demand more affection from those around her than she was willing to give—and who would never have allowed herself, even worse, to keep everything to herself. It had happened to my mother, when she accompanied my father to a dinner with colleagues, to drink a little too much and to make bad jokes in the middle of the meal. »
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Sarah Dessen
The rest of the story |
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Sarah Dessen
The rest of the story
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« Pressed from all sides, I had only one thing in mind: when nothing makes any sense anymore, I might as well cling to the first support that seems solid. So when I felt his fingers drop my wrist, I grabbed them hard between mine, and never let go of them. »
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Sarah Dessen
Forever... until tomorrow |
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Sarah Dessen
Forever... until tomorrow
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« Until something has started, there is no reason to fear that it will end. Its potential seems infinite. »
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Sarah Dessen
Forever... until tomorrow |
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Sarah Dessen
Forever... until tomorrow
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