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“The love between a brother and sister just over a year apart in age held fast. It wasn’t twinship, and it wasn’t romance, but it was more like a passionate loyalty to a dying brand.”

Quote by Meg Wolitzer

Work

The Interestings

In this compelling narrative, the author delves into the complexities of friendship, ambition, and the passage of time, as the characters navigate the challenges and triumphs of their intertwined lives. more

Author

Meg Wolitzer
Meg Wolitzer

Meg Wolitzer is an American author known for her nuanced psychological portrayals and complex portrayals of family relationships. Her works often explore the lives, careers, and personal growth of modern women. Her notable works include 'The Interestings' and 'The Wife'. more

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