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384 pages, Hardcover
First published April 1, 2010
Was it only beauty they saw in each other? The perfection of their skin, the easy blueness of their eyes, the hair entwining his finger a moment ago the color of his own? Were they in love with beauty itself, or each other’s beauty, or even their own, perhaps?
“You imagined a frail human mother whose body couldn’t survive your birth? That was an easier mother to love.”
Tears pricked my eyes. “An easier one to understand, at least.”