A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
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A lie was something you told because you were mean or a coward. A story was something you made up out of something that might have happened. Only you didn't tell it like it was, you told it like you thought it should have been.

— Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
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