the origin of clouds (a novel)#14
It had taken Susan all of the twenty-three years since that moment to know her mother’s turning point. There she was, lonely to herself, growing another life inside […]
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the origin of clouds (a novel)#11
There were many nights when mother crying while father yelled pulled Susan from the static drift of her dreams. She’d lie awake in bed, a cocoon of distractions, tracing […]
the origin of clouds (a novel)#10
She was three years old, the age when children begin to notice that there are things that big people call answers, for why the sky is blue and grass […]
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