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Review: Summer by Edith Wharton

Review: Summer by Edith Wharton

Review: Summer by Edith Wharton “These things were hers; they had passed into her blood, and become part of her, they were building the child in her womb; it was impossible to tear asunder strands of life so interwoven.” I’ve decided that now when...
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