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"...I turned back and whispered "good-bye darling" and we walked toward the blue lights flashing through the trees..."
"...I turned back and whispered "good-bye darling" and we walked toward the blue lights flashing through the trees..."
"People thought that tragedy made you wise, that it automatically elevated you to a higher, more spiritual level, but it seemed to Rachel that the opposite was true. Tragedy made you petty and spiteful"