The pearls weren't really white, they were a warm oyster beige, with l…

Janet Fitch
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The pearls weren't really white, they were a warm oyster beige, with little knots in between so if they broke, you only lost one. I wished my life could be like that, knotted up so that even if something broke, the whole thing wouldn't come apart. ✨ Janet Fitch (2002). White Oleander, Large Print Press
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I was always mortified.Didn't they know they were tying thier mothers to the ground? Weren't chains ashamed of their prisoners? ✨ Janet Fitch (2002). White Oleander, Large Print Press
The sound of her laughter was sticky as sap, the smell of night-blooming jasmine soft as a milk bath. ✨ Janet Fitch (2013). White Oleander, p.134, Hachette UK
She should think about her own soul, what she was going to do with this funky tattered pond dank item. Dark and stained, a ruined thing.
It's their skins I'm peeling, she said. The skins of the insipid scribblers, which I graft to the page, creating monsters of meaninglessness. ✨ Janet Fitch (2002). White Oleander, Large Print Press
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