I knew what it was like to lose someone you loved. You didn't get past something like that, you got through it. — Jodi Picoult, Change of Heart
I knew what it was like to lose someone you loved. You didn't get past something like that, you got through it. — Jodi Picoult, Change of Heart
I knew what it was like to lose someone you loved. You didn't get past something like that, you got through it. — Jodi Picoult, Change of Heart
I knew what it was like to lose someone you loved. You didn't get past something like that, you got through it. — Jodi Picoult, Change of Heart
I knew what it was like to lose someone you loved. You didn't get past something like that, you got through it. — Jodi Picoult, Change of Heart
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I knew what it was like to lose someone you loved. You didn't get past something like that, you got through it.

— Jodi Picoult, Change of Heart
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