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Post by Mini Mia on Aug 30, 2011 21:11:33 GMT -6
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Post by Mini Mia on Aug 30, 2011 22:17:19 GMT -6
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Post by Mini Mia on Sept 6, 2011 17:18:41 GMT -6
From: The Help by Kathryn Stockett
Page: 289 - The whoosh of the dishwasher fills the room.
Page: 356 - My blood whooshes down from my hair to my feet. I'm an empty, bloodless shell for about five seconds.
Page: 362 - I take a deep breath. And then I rush forward and swing with the broom. Whoosh! I've missed him by inches and he dances away.
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