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“But then I think about my sister and what a shell-less turtle she was and how she wanted me to be one too. C'mon, Lennie, she used to say to me at least ten times a day. C'mon Len. And that makes me feel better, like it's her life rather than her death that is now teaching me how to be, who to be.”

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The Sky Is Everywhere

In this poignant coming-of-age novel, a young girl grapples with the profound loss of her mother while navigating the complexities of high school and the onset of first love. The story delves into themes of grief, identity, and the search for belonging, offering a vivid portrayal of the emotional journey of a young woman coming to terms with her own mortality and the world around her. more

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Jandy Nelson
Jandy Nelson

Jandy Nelson is an American writer known for her young adult literature, which often delves into the emotional and identity struggles of adolescence, resonating with readers across generations. more

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