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“Sean was a nice enough guy, but I had known their marriage was based more on practical considerations than commitment. They both wanted a family. They both had pieces missing and were tired of failing. Neither of them had learned, after two divorces, that people can't be applied to wounds like gauze.”

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Ghost Summer: Stories

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Tananarive Due
Tananarive Due

Tananarive Due is an American author known for her science fiction and fantasy works. Born on January 5, 1966, she has been publishing since 1994, with her books covering a range of themes and styles, including race, gender, and social justice. Due's works often feature profound moral and social commentary. more

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