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...standing in the door frame of a house that existed to me only in sensory snippets-the itch of the carpeted stairs against my bare feet, the spicy scent of damp hedges outside my bedroom window, the ceiling can that beat the air like a helicopter.

I’m becoming quickly sucked into this story. The narrator has such a gentle/tender voice.

Ok this book is rlly sad