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“You could have kept on driving and never looked back. No one's ever had to stop for me. Or even hear me. Anyway, you did, and now I'm afraid the time for choice is behind us both.”

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Book:The Drowning Girl
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The Drowning Girl

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Caitlín R. Kiernan

Caitlín R. Kiernan is an American author known for her fantasy and horror novels. Her works often explore themes of human nature, supernatural phenomena, and the conflict between technology and nature. Born on May 26, 1964, Kiernan began her writing career in the 1980s. more

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