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* '''Publisher''': [[Warner]] | * '''Publisher''': [[Warner]] | ||
* '''Year''': 1974 | * '''Year''': 1974 | ||
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Would she be a helpless victim of history's relentless repetition? In the secret compartment of an old desk, Aldis discovered her Aunt Evangeline's diary written long before. How curiously her aunt's story paralleled her own broken romance with a man who had proved unworthy! Was history repeating itself? Quickly Aldis flipped to the diary's end and the final words -- Evangeline had decided death was the only answer to her problems. In the attic Aldis found further evidence of her aunt's tragic decision. From the dark rafters hung an old frayed rope... | Would she be a helpless victim of history's relentless repetition? In the secret compartment of an old desk, Aldis discovered her Aunt Evangeline's diary written long before. How curiously her aunt's story paralleled her own broken romance with a man who had proved unworthy! Was history repeating itself? Quickly Aldis flipped to the diary's end and the final words -- Evangeline had decided death was the only answer to her problems. In the attic Aldis found further evidence of her aunt's tragic decision. From the dark rafters hung an old frayed rope... |
Latest revision as of 23:04, 22 October 2007
- Author: Dorothy Daniels
- Publisher: Warner
- Year: 1974
Book Description
Would she be a helpless victim of history's relentless repetition? In the secret compartment of an old desk, Aldis discovered her Aunt Evangeline's diary written long before. How curiously her aunt's story paralleled her own broken romance with a man who had proved unworthy! Was history repeating itself? Quickly Aldis flipped to the diary's end and the final words -- Evangeline had decided death was the only answer to her problems. In the attic Aldis found further evidence of her aunt's tragic decision. From the dark rafters hung an old frayed rope...