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Cecilia had noticed that beautiful women held themselves differently; they swayed like palm trees in the breeze of all that attention. Cecilia wanted her daughters to run and stride and stomp. She didn’t want Polly to bloody sway.
What’s that old saying? ‘A son is a son until he takes him a wife; a daughter is a daughter for all of her life.’”
Falling in love was easy. Anyone could fall. It was holding on that was tricky.
It was both comforting and horrifying to know that there were procedures in place for this with information packs and “top tips” and that they would be traveling a path already trod by so many other parents.
