Emily McIllwain

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Keep the girl, just train her eye on the father and don’t let her slip into those little pity parties she has for all her feelings. Think”—he clenched his eyes and his jaw and his fists, then released—”Huckleberry Finn,” he said. “And let’s most certainly not follow her into her adulthood.”
Five Tuesdays in Winter
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