This was how girls left. They packed up their suitcases and walked away in high heels. They pretended they weren't cryin — Janet Fitch, White Oleander
This was how girls left. They packed up their suitcases and walked away in high heels. They pretended they weren't cryin — Janet Fitch, White Oleander
This was how girls left. They packed up their suitcases and walked away in high heels. They pretended they weren't cryin — Janet Fitch, White Oleander
This was how girls left. They packed up their suitcases and walked away in high heels. They pretended they weren't cryin — Janet Fitch, White Oleander
This was how girls left. They packed up their suitcases and walked away in high heels. They pretended they weren't cryin — Janet Fitch, White Oleander
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This was how girls left. They packed up their suitcases and walked away in high heels. They pretended they weren't crying, that it wasn't the worst day of their lives.

— Janet Fitch, White Oleander
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