Her hatred glittered irresistibly. I could see it, the jewel, it was s…

Janet Fitch
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Her hatred glittered irresistibly. I could see it, the jewel, it was sapphire, it was the cold lakes of Norway. ✨ Janet Fitch (2002). White Oleander, Large Print Press
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without my wounds, who was I? My scars were my face, my past was my life. ✨ White Oleander. Book by Janet Fitch, 1999.
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Her hatred glittered irresistibly. I could see it, the jewel, it was sapphire, it was the cold lakes of Norway. ✨ Janet Fitch (2002). White Oleander, Large Print Press

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