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““It was like she was a master sculptor and my words were the ball of clay in her warm palm. Brunt, Carol Rifka. Tell the Wolves I'm Home: A Novel (p. 240).””
““It was like she was a master sculptor and my words were the ball of clay in her warm palm. Brunt, Carol Rifka. Tell the Wolves I'm Home: A Novel (p. 240).””