The Oliva Reader
A Blog about Life, Books and all things papery
Sunday, September 18, 2011
'They walked from the station to the prettiest square, shaded with plane trees, which cast dappled light over the shops and houses. It was a
such as one always hopes to find.'
'The Lantern' by Deborah Lawrenson.
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