"That very day, I left the orphanage. I packed a knapsack with my clothes. I slid the coins they'd given me into a soft pocket. I looked out at a rusty gate, which was topped with tree branches, and one looked like a wolf's wig."
-- #FirstLines from *Gwenda, Rodney* by Olivia Cronk
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(This is the start of my reading notes thread for this book.)