The Little Lost Library (A Secret, Book, and Scone Society Novel Book 7)
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“The best neighbors are dead neighbors,”
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Her breath drifted up to its ceilings and her voice sank into its walls.
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When you know you are of worth, you don’t have to raise your voice, you don’t have to become rude, you don’t have to become vulgar; you just are. —Maya Angelou
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All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. —Mitch Albom
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“I made me feel . . . uneasy. It sounds like she knew her time was up.”
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The painting featured a schooner in a dark and roiling sea. The ghost of a moon hovered behind the tallest mast.
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Some places speak distinctly. Certain dark gardens cry aloud for a murder; certain old houses demand to be haunted . . . —Robert Louis Stevenson
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I’ve known people like her before. They’re black holes. Everywhere they go, they swallow the light.”
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Behind her, the streetlights fizzled on. The first shadows of the night seeped through the grass and slithered across the asphalt. It was time for dinner and homework and flickering TV screens. A time for softer voices. For warm baths and pajamas.
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He went on to explain that the first Allen wrench he inserted would apply pressure to the lever. Once the lever was engaged, he’d insert a second wrench and twist it clockwise to move the dead bolt.
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Her eyes smarted from the smoke, so she put her head down, pressing her face to her knees.
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Life becomes easier when you learn to accept an apology you never got. —Robert Brault
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One of the best cures for a reluctant reader, after all, is a tale they cannot stop themselves from reading. —Neil Gaiman