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“That’s the beauty of literature. It makes us feel. Or maybe a better description is that it allows us to feel in a safe space.
“You’re exquisite,” he breathes, barely audible. “I couldn’t write you if I tried.”
“When someone comes into our lives who sees into our souls in a way Mr. Evans’ manuscript would suggest he saw into yours, we hang on and don’t let go.”