“I believed in Oxford, and cobblestoned squares, and old bricks thick with ivy, a nd rainy days curled up reading books. I believed in my mother's strong coffee and in the lonely, aching scent of early dawn before anyone else… — Simone St. James Copy Share Image
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“I believed in Oxford, and cobblestoned squares, and old bricks thick with ivy, a nd rainy days curled up reading books. I believed in… — Simone St. James Copy Share Image
“You can't imagine how hard it is to come home from hell and be expected to pick up the threads of a life. Apply… — Simone St. James Copy Share Image
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“I was doomed to it. For there was no way to convince him that, with all his scars, the terrible truth was that he… — Simone St. James Copy Share Image
