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She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew.
This book is delight for everyone who has ever been sixteen (or anyone working on getting there). By far, my favorite of Spinelli's work, and I LOVE Spinelli.
This book is delight for everyone who has ever been sixteen (or anyone working on getting there). By far, my favorite of Spinelli's work, and I LOVE Spinelli.
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