He was a mystery to her, and every time she tried to solve him it caused her a little more pain. But when she tired to give him up he pursued her in her thoughts, stronger each time.
Anna GodbersenDiana felt she was beginning to understand why, in all those novels she read, the headiest loves were the loves that couldn't be.
Anna GodbersenThat is what I want to tell you about: the girls with their short skirts and bright eyes and big-city dreams. The girls of 1929.
Anna Godbersen