Body Inheritance
I needed my beauty to be invisible, either accidental or not at all.
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Join NOW!I needed my beauty to be invisible, either accidental or not at all.
...more“He’s slipping from me,” I said, and I knew I was crying about more than this.
...moreBecause that’s how it is with sisters. You are them. You are not them. You are broken shards from the same pane of glass, each reflecting a different light.
...moreThree generations of women cope with isolation, grief, and sex, in the first novel by the celebrated story writer, Rachel Sherman.
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