"I liked it when my mother tried to teach me things, when she paid attention. So often when I was with her, she was unreachable. Whenever she turned her steep focus to me, I felt the warmth that flowers must feel when they bloom through the snow, under the first concentrated rays of the sun".
White Oleander is my number one favorite book, hands
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I feel the same way. It did something to me that made me look for more books like that.
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