It doesn't matter how many years go by, how grown-up we think we are, how much we presume we have changed or evolved, wh — Jane Green, The Sunshine Sisters
It doesn't matter how many years go by, how grown-up we think we are, how much we presume we have changed or evolved, wh — Jane Green, The Sunshine Sisters
It doesn't matter how many years go by, how grown-up we think we are, how much we presume we have changed or evolved, wh — Jane Green, The Sunshine Sisters
It doesn't matter how many years go by, how grown-up we think we are, how much we presume we have changed or evolved, wh — Jane Green, The Sunshine Sisters
It doesn't matter how many years go by, how grown-up we think we are, how much we presume we have changed or evolved, wh — Jane Green, The Sunshine Sisters
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It doesn't matter how many years go by, how grown-up we think we are, how much we presume we have changed or evolved, when we are back in our childhood homes, we become exactly who we have always been.

— Jane Green, The Sunshine Sisters
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