I had seen girls clamor for new clothes and complain about what their mothers made for dinner. I was always mortified. Didn’t they know they were tying their mothers to the ground? Weren’t chains ashamed of their prisoners?
– Janet Fitch, White Oleander, page 13
Version:
ebook, 345 pages
Published September 1st 2006 by Little, Brown and Company
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