{"id":12490,"date":"2020-04-17T16:57:41","date_gmt":"2020-04-17T11:27:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/travellingthroughwords.wordpress.com\/2020\/04\/17\/booklover-or-book-lover-napowrimo-day-13\/"},"modified":"2020-08-03T19:51:10","modified_gmt":"2020-08-03T14:21:10","slug":"booklover-or-book-lover-napowrimo-day-13","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/travellingthroughwords.com\/index.php\/2020\/04\/17\/booklover-or-book-lover-napowrimo-day-13\/","title":{"rendered":"Booklover or Book Lover – #NaPoWriMo Day 13"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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“Mom!”
Yes, honey?
“He broke my heart” I cry.
Ah, child. Mom says.
Who is it this time?
Another Harry?
You can still be his Hermione, honey.
Another Darcy?
Trust me dear, you’ll be richer and wiser someday and you’ll forget about all the heartbreaks.
Oh no,
Please tell it’s not another godforsaken Edward?
I think I’ll tidy your bookshelf a bit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

– Tavleen <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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