Through the Fabric

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Reads 38
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Parts 1
Time 45m

My name is Lizzie. I'm dead. That's how this book will start, if you decide to read it. I'm going to warn you though, this is not a book about death. That would be pointless; there's not a lot the living can learn from the dead. This is a book about the people I left behind. My single mother who smokes and plays scrabble by herself. My best friend who loves croissants and spirals out of control. A patient called William who loves owls and is a pathological liar. A young man who hates coffee because a girl once threw a latte at him. Un-extraordinary stories about extraordinary people who somehow pull together as each of them falls apart. It's a tale about being alive, falling in love and learning that you are never truly alone, even when those who love you are through the fabric.
    
    ***This tale is entirely fictitious. Any relation to persons living or dead is coincidental. xx
    
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Through the Fabric
Sat, Jul 26, 2014

My name is Lizzie. I'm dead. That's how this book will start, if you decide to read it. I'm going to warn you though, this is not a book about death. That would be pointless; there's not a lot the living can learn from the dead. This is a book about the people I left behind. My single mother who smokes and plays scrabble by herself. My best friend who loves croissants and spirals out of control. A patient called William who loves owls and is a pathological liar. A young man who hates coffee because a girl once threw a latte at him. Un-extraordinary stories about extraordinary people who somehow pull together as each of them falls apart. It's a tale about being alive, falling in love and learning that you are never truly alone, even when those who love you are through the fabric.
    
    ***This tale is entirely fictitious. Any relation to persons living or dead is coincidental. xx
    
    All Rights Reserved

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