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Seven days before she couldn’t bear even one more day, poured it all out in letters. To Dr. Ruth Barnhouse, therapist turned confidante. Secrets that would not surface for almost half a century. Told her he looked into her eyes. And told her. He wished she was dead. And then she was.
Linda Caroll
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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