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- Page 67 and 68: NINEVianne closed the bedroom door
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out of her clothes, tearing off the
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More tsking and murmurs. Some women
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of the teachers in your school who
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neck, obscuring all but her eyes. S
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of the classroom on a tide of laugh
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his office. On her way down the sta
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what will break you.”“It’s al
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Shame made Vianne look away, but on
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with the heavy towel in her basket
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perhaps he’d suffered a great los
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She leaned her bicycle against the
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German soldiers appeared in her yar
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“Isn’t that just like you? You
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long, low building. Built in the se
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FIFTEENAsking yourself a question,
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Vianne blinked slowly. It took her
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pushed her way into the shadowy lob
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you. I used to dream that someday y
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Then she remembered.Today was the d
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she had delivered her first secret
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“Hush,” Vianne said impatiently
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pieces of potato. When I get home,
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can do anything a man can do.”Mon
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narrowed. “And Isabelle, allow me
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SEVENTEENIn mid-June of 1941, on th
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What kind of woman was she to even
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Certainly you have a girl back home
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It was the supper hour. The one hou
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crushed it to her chest.Leaving the
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EIGHTEENIsabelle lay in bed, listen
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had if the worst happened. She went
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longer now, in need of cutting, had
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“Not for me.”He smiled. “You
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“But—”“I forge papers, Isab
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and forefinger. He knew he was to l
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At her knock, the heavy wooden door
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about.”“Are you saying Madame B
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past the tree line.Ahead, someone m
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“Alice.”“Get on your feet for
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“We hide here until nightfall,”
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back alleys; miles passed until the
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in the lock and gave a little twist
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She gazed down at the pearls, felt
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“I’m grateful,” Rachel said,
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Lighting it, she followed the secre
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her gardening tools in the shed and
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TWENTY-ONEWhen summer came to the L
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airmen get home. French men and wom
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* * *That night, Isabelle walked ac
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“What could it mean?”Isabelle p
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children, Anton and Hélène?”Isa
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On the third floor, she saw that th
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Rachel so much. It was really the o
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Vianne slipped a sleeping draught i
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markings of the border crossing.The
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Hide. I’ll take care of Sarah.”
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would hold her daughter and stroke
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car and strode into the yard, carry
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and get his crib and clothes.”Via
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TWENTY-FOURSummer ended. Hot golden
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only women and children standing in
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“I’m fine,” Vianne said.Sophi
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let him go. At last, she eased back
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she dared, burying it as best she c
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Sophie had had a restless night, so
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What should be done? The question h
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If he opened that door, it was over
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wooden floor, her own labored breat
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TWENTY-SIXMay 6, 1995The Oregon Coa
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TWENTY-SEVENOctober 1942FranceViann
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She heard his voice in her imaginat
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her into the backseat and slammed t
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Madame,” Paul said.“Madame Maur
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TWENTY-EIGHTIsabelle woke in a pitc
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“But you’re wrong. Maybe you we
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She got out of his way quickly, hur
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“You’re going to be sorry you d
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The sadness that came with being in
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were locked and shutters were close
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“Come, Jean Georges, we are going
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“Don’t look so afraid, Vianne.
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For hours, as they walked, they wer
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Isabelle turned to the woman who ha
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“Thank you.” She paused, lookin
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then she hurried for home.* * *Well
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THIRTY-ONEMay 6, 1995Portland, Oreg
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son.Julien gives her one of his ice
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As soon as they passed, Isabelle cr
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torchlights, which they swept forwa
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Before she could finish her thought
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He drew back.“You are scared,”
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THIRTY-THREEIsabelle woke tied to a
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bruised flesh.Where am I?Darkness s
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round up the villagers of Carriveau
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It had broken him.“You girls will
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release.“Look at me,” he said.S
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Her hands were shaking as she stood
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Truthfully, the biggest part of her
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rested her chin in the hard and emp
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* * *The train stopped. Isabelle sa
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THIRTY-FIVEAugust.Vianne breathed a
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“Your heart? You’d feel it in y
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“Maman, I dreamed there was candy
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crying, too. She went to him, kisse
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puckering scars that ran the length
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“Kiss me,” she whispered. “Ma
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shoulders and tightened them at her
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They were being sent to another cam
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break in her voice. She coughed a l
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begging for news of their loved one
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“We are all changed by this war,
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She squatted down and Daniel popped
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How could she keep Ari from his peo
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smoke puffed out from the rear exha
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Together they limped to the hospita
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Vianne leaned closer, pressed a coo
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“He did? Did he tell you that he
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Gaëtan.Vianne.She looked past Gaë
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He guides me out into the hallway,
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tag to my sunken chest, but all the
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“Vianne,” he says. “I wanted
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I will tell my son my life story at
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accurate as possible. I am forever
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ABOUT THE AUTHORKRISTIN HANNAH is a