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By Kelly Easton The woman had lost her son in the war. It was never a clear war to her mind: a president, a dictator, a dry parched land, weapons of mass destruction that were there and then not. She walked along the beach, empty except for a couple who sat watching the red and purple ridges of [...] By Kelly Easton 1 Because you’ve been told you need to do something with your life, you decide to buy a bookstore. You’ve always loved books: the glossy covers, the pages like fresh leaves, the photograph of the writer, accompanied by a blurb: “…lives in Vermont with her two children and cat; writes [...] |
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