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Sometimes he felt sure that the key to happiness was a poor memory.

Ann Brashares

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Ann Brashares
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: July 30
Film Writer
Novelist
Writer
City of Alexandria
Virginia
Sure
Poor
Happiness
Felt
Sometimes
Memory
Keys
Memories

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Exactly! We run or we lose ourselves in something, somebody, anything to try and ease our pain.
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You thought you had the choice to stay still or move forward, but your didn't. As long as your heart kept pumping an your blood kept blowing and your lungs kept filling, you didn't. The pang she felt for Tibby carried something like envy. You couldn't stand still for anything short of death, and God knew she had tried.
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I did love her. I've loved her from the first time I saw her.
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But will he come I just want to know what you think the odds are. Tell me what you really think. I think Tibby was a wise girl. I think she loved you.
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