He was everything I needed because his entire character had been molded by my deepest wants and desires. He was my rock when I cried, my playmate when I laughed, and my hero when I needed to imagine that one existed for me.
Richelle E. Goodrich, Dandelions: The Disappearance of Annabelle Fancher
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