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She’s capable of so little yet accused of so much, and I remain torn between wanting to protect her and the urge to suspect her.
But I knew that looks could be deceiving. And that even prisons could appear lovely if lit the right way.
“You’re never alone when there’s a book nearby,” she used to say. “Never ever.”
A peculiar trait among most self-important men is the need to try to hide their self-importance.
