“As she read, at peace with the world and happy as only a little girl could be with a fine book and a little bowl of candy, and all alone in the house, the leaf shadows shifted and the afternoon passed.” ― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn (Photo by Laura Encursiva)
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“As she read, at peace with the world and happy as only a little girl could be with a fine book and a little bowl of...