Into the Wilderness (Wilderness, #1)

by Sara Donati

What I want is independence. It is ‘the grand blessing of life, the basis of every virtue;

“I give it to myself. I take it for myself,” Elizabeth said. “Aren’t you familiar with those words, Father? ‘It is necessary to the happiness of man that he be mentally faithful to himself.’ ”

“I’m not sure. I suppose I mean to say that we each of us have our personal demons, and that for some they are more … tangible than for others. And we carry them with us wherever we go, although we would much rather leave them behind.”

Miracles are a luxury you cannot afford, she told herself sternly. You have only yourself to depend on.