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“While I worked, I thought about Earl's wife, tried to bring forth an image of the once-passionate woman: her tired, withdrawn, unsuspecting face. Would she react to the wild bouquet of mums and periwinkle, truth and tender recollections? I felt sure she would, and imagined the relief and gratitude on Earl's face as he boiled water for tea, provoking the opinionated woman he had missed into a discussion of politics or poetry.”

Quote by Vanessa Diffenbaugh

Work

The Language of Flowers

This book delves into the rich history and cultural significance of flowers, using them as a metaphor for human emotions and relationships. more

Author

Vanessa Diffenbaugh
Vanessa Diffenbaugh

Vanessa Diffenbaugh is an American author of novels, born in 1978. Her works are known for their deep character development and engaging storytelling. Diffenbaugh's novels often explore social issues such as the challenges faced by teenagers, family relationships, and identity. more

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