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"Then home: a familiar place that, when you left, kept changing behind your back. The creamy oil painting you carried in your head turned into house paint. Vibrant, magical neighbors became misty outlines of themselves. The house nailed down in your dreams and nightmares comes undone, not sparkling but shabby, yet even more desirable because

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[fuzzypeachzz]

Oooooo! I really liked that quote. :O It makes me feel all fuzzy.

[scribbleomania]

It's creepy and lovely at the same time. She does a lot of that in this book.