Linda Ivy Cooper is standing before the house of her childhood when she begins to reveal the horrific deeds that took place within the walls. “On one hand (She Ain’t My Sister) is a frightening book and on the other, a hopeful one. It is very, very powerful.” Laurie Rosin, Book Editor
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Moving to the beach
#365letters Tonight is my last night in the house I have called home for 3 years. Though I am thrilled to spend the summer on the beach I will miss the familiarity of 'here.' I will miss the evenings when I sit at my desk writing while SummerBreeze sleeps nearby. She is laying in the chair not knowing everything changes tomorrow. Tonight I wrote letter #123 to a man who recently lost his dad. I have been thinking of my Buddy. It was in this house where we last spent time together. I emptied the jewelry box that he put together for me. I will take his heart where ever I go. I love you Brother.
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jewelry box,
summer,
summer breeze,
turtle beach
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I love my letter thank you!
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