time on, world reading. never lonely again, never miss lack intimate f — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows Brooklyn

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn Betty Smith

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From that time on, the world was hers for the reading. She would never be lonely again, never miss the lack of intimate friends. Books became her friends and there was one for every mood.

Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

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