“…a tender and nuanced story of love blossoming in the most unexpected of places.” – Kirkus Reviews
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“…a tender and nuanced story of love blossoming in the most unexpected of places.” – Kirkus Reviews 〰️
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In 1963, Neil Vincent, a middle-aged World War II veteran and “Christian atheist” is working as a chauffeur at Westfield Court. He spends most of his spare time reading. Mary Claire DeWinter is a young, blind, Catholic college student and reluctant heiress. To secure her inheritance, she has to marry within a year, and her aunt is pressuring her to marry a rich man who teased and bullied her when she was a child. Neil and Mary Claire shouldn’t even be friends, but the gulf between them is bridged by a shared love of books. Can they cross the bridge to more?
Now for an excerpt:
Finally, only two passengers were left on the platform—a small, homely man and the blind woman. Blind girl, really. She couldn’t be more than twenty. She had a jointed white cane, and her large sunglasses didn’t cover the edges of the scars on her face. She would not have been beautiful even without the scars—too thin, for starters, of average height but with small bones. On the other hand, her face might once have been pretty, and her hair was clean and shining, raven black, and well brushed. She was too pale, and the scars around her eyes were red and ugly. She looked a little lost.
Feeling foolish, he lowered the slate. “Miss DeWinter?” he asked as he approached her.
“Yes,” she said, turning toward his voice with a smile.
More about Linda...
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More about Linda... 〰️
Oxford comma, yes or no?
Yes, of course! How else could we tell whether a list ending “ham, cheese, peanut butter(,) and jelly sandwiches” referred to peanut butter and jelly sandwiches or peanut butter sandwiches and jelly sandwiches?
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