Excerpt from Daughter of Moloka'i by Alan Brennert, plus links to reviews, author biography & more

There was such hurt and venom in her voice that it brought tears to Louisa's eyes. She dropped the pillow on the bed. Ruth snapped it up, threw it at the head of the bed, then dove into it, sobbing.

Louisa left, a dagger in her heart—no worse, she knew, than the one in Ruth's—and desecrated the silence of the corridors with her own sobs.

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