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Language: en
Pages: 332
Authors: Karen Petit
Categories: Fiction
Type: BOOK - Published: 2017-08-30 - Publisher: WestBow Press

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Holidays Amaze
Language: en
Pages: 128
Authors: Karen Petit
Categories: Fiction
Type: BOOK - Published: 2018-08-22 - Publisher: WestBow Press

The left shoe angrily kicked the right shoes heel; it wanted to step into its space ideal instead of being forced to move sideways and switch its preplanned straight path into a maze. In the narrative poem The Joys of Learning on Graduation Day, two shoes have stage rage. Like
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Language: en
Pages: 190
Authors: Karen Petit
Categories: Fiction
Type: BOOK - Published: 2020-03-12 - Publisher: WestBow Press

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Language: en
Pages: 296
Authors: Karen Petit
Categories: Fiction
Type: BOOK - Published: 2017-10-06 - Publisher: WestBow Press

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Banking on Dreams
Language: en
Pages: 282
Authors: Karen Petit
Categories: Fiction
Type: BOOK - Published: 2017-10-27 - Publisher: WestBow Press

Go into the vault and get the big bills, John commanded. Lisa hesitated. Her eyes moved anxiously to the open vault door; its heavy hinges cast shadows that blended into the darkness of the interior. She said in a soft voice, I dont like the vault. It gives me nightmares.