Jessie Witherow

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But if she had the confidence of wildflowers, then I was the resurrection of wildflowers. My soul withered with the death of my son. I was lost and that version of myself was gone forever. But I came back—I came back and now I’ll grow and thrive alongside her.
The Resurrection of Wildflowers (Wildflower, #2)
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