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A breath of steam trickles out, filled with the sobs of a grown woman breaking into girl-sized pieces.

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Laurie Halse Anderson
Age: 62
Born: 1961
Born: October 23
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Laurie Beth Halse
Breaking
Grown
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Breaths
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Trickles
Pieces
Sobs
Woman
Sized
Girl
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I keep thinking that if I could just unzip my skin, step out of this body, then I would see who I really am.“ She nods her head slowly. „What do you think you‘d look like?” “Smaller, for a start.
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