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“She tucked the stiff envelope into her pocket and it pressed against her leg all day, reminding her that she had been written to,…

— Rosie Alison

“The letter, crumpled in her purse, felt as large as any Rocky Mountain.”

— Caroline B. Cooney

“spell. Reluctant to stop reading, she closed the book, and then slipped it into her purse so she could pick it up later at…

— C.J. Carmichael

“The books in the tote bag banged against her side as she pushed her bike, bringing her back to the present. The weight of…

— Jenn McKinlay

“They could read it on each other, their faces wrinkled pages. Words hiding in the folds of their clothes. She was made of letters…

— Brian Francis Slattery

“He opened the letter and read its contents. A stiffness grew in his loins as her sexual fantasies were laid bare, written out before…

— Charles Dyson

“She'd opened the front cover and fallen inside the wonderful, frightening, magical illustrations. She'd wondered what it must feel like to escape the rigid…

— Kate Morton

“She carried a notebook with her everywhere and brimmed with ideas. She often woke in the night and switched on the light to scribble…

— Josephine Moon

“[T]he cardboard bookcase of her character had already collapsed under the strain.”

— Lionel Shriver

“She was still clutching the book. She was holding desperately on to the words who had saved her life.”

— Markus Zusak

“This is now, Zipper said, as she picked up a small stone and slid it in her pocket.”

— C.S. Richardson

“I folded Lizzie into small pieces. But the letters did not stop.”

— Sarah Schmidt