It was the cruelest of destiny’s tricks, the death of a young person. — Danielle Steel, Friends Forever
It was the cruelest of destiny’s tricks, the death of a young person. — Danielle Steel, Friends Forever
It was the cruelest of destiny’s tricks, the death of a young person. — Danielle Steel, Friends Forever
It was the cruelest of destiny’s tricks, the death of a young person. — Danielle Steel, Friends Forever
It was the cruelest of destiny’s tricks, the death of a young person. — Danielle Steel, Friends Forever
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It was the cruelest of destiny’s tricks, the death of a young person.

— Danielle Steel, Friends Forever
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