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Check out this preview of Eleanor Nicolás’ debut novel, Traveler in the Dark

It was a secret wanting, like a song I couldn’t stop humming, or loving someone I could never have. No matter where I went, my compass pointed west. I would always know what time it was in California. – White Oleander, Janet Fitch

That August in France was waiting for the last migration and not the next. 17 year old Violet backtracked in the hallway to a book cover calling to her. The title was White Oleander. She could hardly put it down for the 3 days it took to finish. Over the years, when Violet returned to the residences occupied by her parents, she’d find it again and again. It would always survive any donation or be freed from an artefact packing box. She plucked it out now from a pre paid 10kg box she’d dispatched herself from France…

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