Ellen Foster, Kaye Gibbons, 1988, United States, NOVEL
"...Now: "I live in a clean brick house...When I start to carry an odor I take a bath and folks tell me how sweet I look." And then: "When I was little I would think of ways to kill my daddy."..."
"...Now: "I live in a clean brick house...When I start to carry an odor I take a bath and folks tell me how sweet I look." And then: "When I was little I would think of ways to kill my daddy."..."
(J.L., p. 125)
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