Leah Alberda

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Each rejection and failure was the hacking of an axe, one chop at a time against the trunk of a mighty oak. After enough blows, that sucker will come crashing down—did come crashing down—and it was just easier to be whisked away by Adam into a life that didn’t feel so punishing and insurmountable.
The Last Phone Booth in Manhattan
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