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I Was Amelia Earhart by Jane Mendelsohn

The Earhart’s summer house is a fanciful tin-cut trimmed Victorian near Abbott’s Lobster in Niantic. At each passing, I wonder what really happened. In somber, poetic, diary-style entries, Amelia’s voice takes you on the fateful flight and beyond her disappearance. With her drunken co-pilot Noonan, on an island named Heaven, this blur of fact and fiction is a lovely, surreal adventure novella.

—Linda of The Griswold Inn Store ~ Goods & Curiosities, Essex

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