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“Life needed a fast forward button. Because there were days you just don't want to live through, not again, but they kept coming around and you were powerless to stop time or speed it up or do anything to keep from having to face it.”

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Sara Zarr
Sara Zarr

Sara Zarr is an American author born on October 3, 1970. Her works are known for their deep character development and emotional nuance, primarily focusing on young adult literature. Zarr's books explore themes such as the challenges of adolescence, family relationships, and self-discovery. more

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