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I tended to give a book a chance and another chance and another, sometimes seeing it all the way to the end, still hoping for for it turn out different. Maybe I was confused about what you owed a book. What you owed people, for that matter, real or fictional.

Deb Caletti

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Deb Caletti
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: June 16
Novelist
Writer
San Rafael
California
Different
Stills
Confused
Way
Give
Turn
People
Still
Seeing
Book
Maybe
Matter
Chance
Owed
Sometimes
Turns
Fictional
Giving
Another
Tended
Real
Ends
Hoping

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No, Mom. I said fine. It's just your tone. Ah, yes- the tone. The nasty traitor.
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I finally learned that it was all right to say something wasn’t working for me when it wasn’t working. The world doesn’t come crashing down when you speak the truth.
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