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Until the long day was done at last and Hilda returned with a hole in her skirt where she had caught it in Mrs Manfred’s carpet sweeper, and Uncle Mishak changed into his pyjamas in his cupboard of a room and said, ‘Good night, Marianne,’ as he had said every night for eighteen years and not stopped saying when she died.
Eva Ibbotson • The Morning Gift
she was little; hepaticas, trillium, jack-in-the-pulpit.
Elizabeth Strout • Amy and Isabelle: A Novel (Vintage Contemporaries)
The florist.
Prints will be in my shop this weekend.
Thank you so much for everyone’s comment on my last Giveaway post. I appreciate it a lot. The lucky winner is @hagoesch . Congratulations.
I have six more calendars left and you can find them in my Etsy shop on half price.... See more
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This young misfortune was not unlike a shrub, newly planted in an uncongenial soil, where its leaves have already begun to wither.
Honoré de Balzac • Father Goriot
