Added June 3, 2015

I never imagined I would shoot a man. Or be a father. Or live so far from the sea.

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The Painter
Peter Heller
Published 2014 Book
Older As soon as I'm left alone The devil wanders into my soul
Newer When I was growing up, my mom was guided by the strong belief that to befriend me was to deny me the one thing a kid really needed to survive childhood: a mother.

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