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I Who Have Never Known Men
Jacqueline Harpman
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James… when I catch you, James… James when I catch YOU !!!!!!!!!
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The Strength of the Few
James Islington
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Small Spells: Softly, Your Life Becomes Enchanted (Subtle Sorcery)
Lida Pavlova
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I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings (Maya Angelou's Autobiography, #1)
Maya Angelou
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The Bluest Eye
Toni Morrison
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The Three Musketeers
Alexandre Dumas
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The Bog Wife
Kay Chronister
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The Starving Saints
Caitlin Starling
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An Indigenous Peoples' History of the United States (ReVisioning American History, #3)
Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz
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An Indigenous Peoples' History of the United States for Young People (ReVisioning History for Young People)
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Kaikeyi
Vaishnavi Patel
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While the narrative was repetitive at times, the writing was absolutely STUNNING. Schwab is undoubtedly an incredible wordsmith. It was a little hard to connect to Addie herself sometimes, but it almost felt like that was the point. I loved the way the plot and lore would move slowly and steadily, and then suddenly twist out of nowhere. Henry was probably my least favorite part IMO, but despite him the vibes were immaculate. Very happy I finally read this!
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The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
Victoria Schwab
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”Addie looks up at the panels of stained glass, the images little more than ghosts without the sun to light them. She wanted to believe. She listened, and waited to hear His voice, to feel His presence, the way she might feel sun on her shoulders, or wheat beneath her hands. The way she felt the presence of the old gods Estele so favored. But there, in the cold stone house, she never felt anything.”
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