“She abandoned the garden, and the mums and asters that had trusted her to see them through to the first frost hung… — Nicole Krauss Copy Share Image
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“All these years Litvinoff had imagined he was so much like his friend. He’d prided himself on what he considered their similarities.… — Nicole Krauss Copy Share Image
