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Amelia
Laura
Delilah Tamar’s eyes widened, and she nodded, touching my arm. “I seed her – just yesterday! Lawsy mercy, you right, Missy, she does look just like you!”
A novel about a group of people thrown together in a fight for their lives, at a time where being even part Cherokee meant the future was cataclysmically altered
Jake
Tamar Tamar’s eyes fell to my bosom, exposed by my torn dress. She drew it back together, frowning slightly, and I reached out to her. I closed my eyes tight, the bridge of my nose pressed hard against her bony shoulder.
Sam
Angeline
Green Corn and Porch Music
Big John
