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Norma Curtis
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Fiction
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2022
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Bookouture
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English
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She places her hands on the soft, aged leather of her grandmotherβs suitcase. Outside, the breeze blows the purple foxgloves so they bob and tap on the cottage window. Carefully lifting the lid, she sees that the case is filled with papers, yellow with age. Papers that tell a harrowing story of loss