Cora from the Spare Room
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Everyone in Chilford knew her name. They knew it because teenagers do not die in pretty villages. Old people often do, behind closed floral curtains. But teenagers do not die in pretty villages. If they do die so young, then they have the good sense to run away first.
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A little novel about ghosts, friends, and finding your place.
TWs: depictions of depressive episodes. Chapter 19 contains a description of a s*icide attempt, though it is not graphic.
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