by Jodi Taylor
It's been a long time since a book made me tear up because it was so darn sweet. Until this. How in the world did she manage to write a story so very strange, so very unusual, and so very, very lovely?
I'd read one or two of her Chronicles of St. Mary's, about time traveling historians who seem to die or suffer dismemberment in every couple of pages. Those were good, funny, and full of breakneck action. Heads roll and arms fly and you can't stop reading.
But this was the exact opposite. It's simply the story of a young woman growing into adulthood, with the impediment of a bad stutter and a tendency to run away from normal situations. She's helped by a magical companion....
And there I'm telling too much. Just read the book. It's lovely, absolutely lovely. And have tissues for the ending.
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