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037			_cGifted _nN.K Kannan Menon Foundation
041			_aEnglish
082			_aF _bSHE
100			_aSheri Reynolds
245			_aBITTERROOT LANDING
250			_a1
260			_aLondon _bBerkley Books _c1997
300			_g240
500			_aJael hears voices. Some are real, like the voices of the others in her incest-survivor group, or the homeless woman she meets at the laundry. Some are more mysterious, like the Virgin Mary's. Jael was born into a hard life, but she's a survivor, growing stronger all the time. Waiting for the day when the only voice she needs is her own. So I was a ward of the court, and I slept on a cot in the basement of the Pentecostal church until old River Bill, a recently widowed deacon, offered to take me in. The church lady who came to bring me food and extra clothes delivered the news. As she picked nits out of my hair, she said it was a miracle from God that a man like River Bill would take a wild girl like me to raise as his own daughter . . .
650			_a Literature
650			_aAmerican literature in English
650			_aAmerican fiction in English
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