I shall not be lonely. No one who reads is ever that. — Mildred Aldrich, A Hilltop on the Marne
I shall not be lonely. No one who reads is ever that. — Mildred Aldrich, A Hilltop on the Marne
I shall not be lonely. No one who reads is ever that. — Mildred Aldrich, A Hilltop on the Marne
I shall not be lonely. No one who reads is ever that. — Mildred Aldrich, A Hilltop on the Marne
I shall not be lonely. No one who reads is ever that. — Mildred Aldrich, A Hilltop on the Marne
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I shall not be lonely. No one who reads is ever that.

— Mildred Aldrich, A Hilltop on the Marne
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