I watched him, filled with tenderness and ache, wondering what it was …

Sue Monk Kidd
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I watched him, filled with tenderness and ache, wondering what it was that connected us. Was it the wounded places down inside people that sought each other out, that bred a kind of love between them? ✨ Sue Monk Kidd (2003). The Secret Life of Bees, p.184, Penguin
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I watched him, filled with tenderness and ache, wondering what it was that connected us. Was it the wounded places down inside people that sought each other out, that bred a kind of love between them? ✨ Sue Monk Kidd (2003). The Secret Life of Bees, p.184, Penguin

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