I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame. — Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
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I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame.

— Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care
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