Fledgling

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 “Were it but free, it would soar cloud-high” (Charlotte Bronte) Reading this achingly-tender memoir, embodied through words, is to move beyond words - to the riding of a wave of rapturous, primal connection where emotion, pure and atavistic, soars free. As the author, a young British wife, follows her…

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