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I didn't realize how much historical fiction had inspired me until I wrote down a list of the books that inspire me the most. From my grandpa, I received Roy Rogers books (and a lasting obsession with finding more) and A Spy In Williamsburg by Isabelle Lawerence. I read Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte, Weedflower and Kira-Kira both by Cynthia Kadohata, and Inside The Walls of Troy by Clemence McLaren.

Historical fiction or fiction written in the past such as Jane Eyre gives you an unparalleled glimpse into the past.

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    As she descended the staircase, she gave the man in the fedora a flirtatious glance. The man tipped his hat in her direction with a sly grin. He downed the last sip of his Bronx and donned his leather gloves.

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