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“She's alone, they kept telling themselves, and surely she danced in no one's arms, yet somehow that seemed to matter less and less. As the night went on, and clarinet and coyote call mingled beyond the lantern light, the magic of their own powder-blue jackets and orchids seemed to fade, and it came to them in small sensations that they were more alone than she was.”

Quote by Jerry Spinelli

Work

The Stargirl Collection

This collection brings together various stories and narratives centered around the enigmatic character Stargirl, offering readers a diverse exploration of her adventures and experiences. more

Author

Jerry Spinelli
Jerry Spinelli

Jerry Spinelli is a renowned American children's literature writer, born on February 1, 1941. His works are known for their humor, depth, and imaginative storytelling, enjoying great popularity among readers. His representative works include 'Stargirl' and 'Maniac Magee'. more

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