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The Jodi Picoult Collection #4: Change of Heart, Handle with Care, and House Rules

'Change of Heart' delves into the ethical challenges of organ donation. 'Handle with Care' examines the impact of a child's illness on a family. 'House Rules' focuses on the legal and emotional issues surrounding a child's disability. more

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Jodi Picoult
Jodi Picoult

Jodi Picoult is an American best-selling author known for her emotionally rich and engaging novels. Her works often revolve around family, legal, and moral dilemmas, and are highly appreciated by readers. more

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Book:Handle with Care: A Novel
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