I saw in her pained expression a lifetime of entrapment. They were twins, two halves of a whole, but where one had longed for escape, to lead a single existence, the other had refused to be left alone. And Saffy, whose softness made her weak, whose compassion made her kind, had been unable ever to wrest herself free.Frå Kate Mortons The Distant Hours.
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Veldig fin smakebit, Elida!
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SvarSlettDenne boken syntes jeg var meget god, rett og slett en flott historie. Tusen takk for smakebiten!
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