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“[Tessa] knew about phantom limbs [....] Her cheek, where the Englishman's fingers had been, did not exactly ache ... but very strangely, most curiously ... it felt.”

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Book:The Reluctant Heiress
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The Reluctant Heiress

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Eva Ibbotson
Eva Ibbotson

Eva Ibbotson was a celebrated British novelist known for her works in children's and adult fiction. Born on January 21, 1925, she enchanted readers with her imaginative storytelling and whimsical characters. Ibbotson's writing often combined elements of fantasy and romance, infused with humor and wit. She passed away on October 20, 2010, leaving behind a rich literary legacy. more

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