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“She remembered how it had felt and tasted, that slowly descending depression, like a thick glass jar that closed around you, sucking away the air you needed to breathe, creating a barrier between you and the world. The hell of it was that she'd been able to see all that she was missing, but when she'd reached out, all she'd touched was cold, hard glass.”

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Book:Summer Island
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Summer Island

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Kristin Hannah
Kristin Hannah

Kristin Hannah is an American author known for her emotionally rich novels. Her works often explore themes of family, love, and women's growth. Born on September 25, 1960, Hannah has been publishing novels since 1992, and her books have been widely popular around the world. more

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