Somewhere, on the long road that wound through those four years, the girl with her sachet & dancing slippers had slipped away & there was left a woman with sharp green eyes, who counted pennies & turned her hands to many menial tasks, a woman to whom nothing was left from the wreckage except the indestructible red earth on which she stood. ✨ Margaret Mitchell, Pat Conroy (2008). Gone with the Wind, p.680, Simon and Schuster

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