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I felt suddenly cruel, like I´d told dmall children there was no tooth fairy, that it was just their Mom sneaking into their room after they went to bed.

Janet Fitch

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Janet Fitch
Age: 68
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
Author
Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
Writer
LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
Felt
Teeth
Children
Suddenly
Like
Bed
Mom
Room
Sneaking
Rooms
Tooth
Told
Cruel
Went
Fairy

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