“Even at her sickest, she wanted to read a book.” Snorting, Gabby shook her head. “I’ll never understand it.” “They’re her escape.” As the studious, bluestocking sister, Isabel had shown herself to be happy only when surrounded by the written word. She had insisted on bringing a satchel full of books with her on the voyage, something that had initially annoyed Ana María, for their quarters were tight. Yet Isabel’s collection had come to entertain them those long days at sea. And though she would never admit it, Ana María had long resented the refuge books granted Isabel. As the eldest, Ana
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