As a junior high student, I was introduced to Daphene de Maurier's novels, which I LOVED. I had visions of myself as the lovely Rebecca, casting her gaze on the windswept coastal waters, the wind whipping of her long, luxuriant tresses, and pondering the mystery of the tall, mysterious stranger who has entered her life. Yeap....that was me all right. (The closest I will ever come to Rebecca or something remotely similar is this painting.)
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