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“Then, growing smaller and smaller as I drove away to Natasha, he could still be heard across the distance, blowing a tune for me. One note after another rose trembling in the air, awakening a mood, a joy turned into something inexplicable, into sadness, over which I murmured, ‘I don't need a song to prove that I'm in such a lowdown groove--’”
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I'm in such a lowdown groove
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I'm in such a lowdown groove

Author of War Songs, Grady Harp describes himself as being ever on the alert for the new and promising geniuses of tomorrow. He is an artist representative, gallery owner, writer of essays and articles on figurative and all Representational art for museum catalogues and for traveling exhibitions, and an Amazon Hall of Fame Reviewer. We are honored that he has posted this five-star review for our boxed set, A Touch of Passion:
★★★★★ Women, writing
By Grady Harp HALL OF FAME, TOP 100 REVIEWER VINE VOICE.Verified Purchase
Uvi Poznansky wears a coat of many colors. Originally from Israel where she studied Architecture and Town Planning then moving to the US where she studied Computer Science and became an expert in Software Engineering, Poznansky managed to combine the design elements of two studies into unique formats. And she has accomplished the same with the other side of her brain - making visual her ideas (she is an accomplished painter, drawer, and sculptor who has enjoyed exhibitions both in Israel and in California, her present base) and making words in poetry and in short stories and children's books.
Here she joins eleven other very fine women authors whose works embellish each other while standing very much on their own. The point is, knowing Uvi’s works makes the need to read the works of her colleagues stronger. There are no disappointments in this collection. The authors – Tamara Ferguson, Regina Puckett, Suzanne Jenkins, B.J. Robinson, Laura Taylor, Mimi Barbour, Lisa Gillis, Donna Fasano, Traci Hall, Elizabeth Marks, and Cynthia Woolf all have gifts to offer and in tandem they present a very fine collection of contemporary writing about Romance, suspense, fiction and a touch of history, Fine curl p by the fire reading. Grady Harp, December 15
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★★★★★ Women, writing
By Grady Harp HALL OF FAME, TOP 100 REVIEWER VINE VOICE.Verified Purchase
Uvi Poznansky wears a coat of many colors. Originally from Israel where she studied Architecture and Town Planning then moving to the US where she studied Computer Science and became an expert in Software Engineering, Poznansky managed to combine the design elements of two studies into unique formats. And she has accomplished the same with the other side of her brain - making visual her ideas (she is an accomplished painter, drawer, and sculptor who has enjoyed exhibitions both in Israel and in California, her present base) and making words in poetry and in short stories and children's books.
Here she joins eleven other very fine women authors whose works embellish each other while standing very much on their own. The point is, knowing Uvi’s works makes the need to read the works of her colleagues stronger. There are no disappointments in this collection. The authors – Tamara Ferguson, Regina Puckett, Suzanne Jenkins, B.J. Robinson, Laura Taylor, Mimi Barbour, Lisa Gillis, Donna Fasano, Traci Hall, Elizabeth Marks, and Cynthia Woolf all have gifts to offer and in tandem they present a very fine collection of contemporary writing about Romance, suspense, fiction and a touch of history, Fine curl p by the fire reading. Grady Harp, December 15
Get ★★★★★ A TOUCH OF PASSION
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Tis' the time for season's greeting
Tis' the time for love
When winter wind is singing
Outside, around, above
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Tis' the time for love
When winter wind is singing
Outside, around, above
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Ia Uaro, a gifted artist and the author of Sydney's Song, was a published author at 17 and used the proceeds to help fund her university studies, during which time she was active in aero-modelling, martial arts, mountaineering, speleology, and more. I am honored to find her review of my novel, The Music of Us:
★★★★★ Love Is Beautiful While It Lasts.
As always, Uvi doesn’t disappoint. In this brilliant painting Uvi skilfully depicts rich historical facts and engaging characters of well studied 1940s where we learn about fascinating WWII military servicemen, get insights into the sufferings of the civilians, observe the intriguing lives of artists and musicians, and compare the technology of things. All the while Uvi outlines the psychology of why people do what they do without judging.
With deep understanding of human nature and keen observation on how people interact Uvi shows the turmoils that moves protagonist Lenny to stray from his beloved even when in the beginning true love rules and in the end family values never cease to exist. Uvi teaches us about Alzheimer: what it does, what it changes, how it begins.
Fun, captivating, wise. After reading this, because of Uvi, we sure won’t be too quick to blame others and will instead think of the reason behind their actions. And oh, if you’re a writer, don’t forget Uvi’s excellent writing tips!
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#audiobook coming soon!
★★★★★ Love Is Beautiful While It Lasts.
As always, Uvi doesn’t disappoint. In this brilliant painting Uvi skilfully depicts rich historical facts and engaging characters of well studied 1940s where we learn about fascinating WWII military servicemen, get insights into the sufferings of the civilians, observe the intriguing lives of artists and musicians, and compare the technology of things. All the while Uvi outlines the psychology of why people do what they do without judging.
With deep understanding of human nature and keen observation on how people interact Uvi shows the turmoils that moves protagonist Lenny to stray from his beloved even when in the beginning true love rules and in the end family values never cease to exist. Uvi teaches us about Alzheimer: what it does, what it changes, how it begins.
Fun, captivating, wise. After reading this, because of Uvi, we sure won’t be too quick to blame others and will instead think of the reason behind their actions. And oh, if you’re a writer, don’t forget Uvi’s excellent writing tips!
Get ★★★★★ THE MUSIC OF US:
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#nook http://tinyurl.com/nook-music
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#audiobook coming soon!

The minute our eyes met, I knew what to do: so I stopped in the middle of what I was doing, which was dusting off the glass shield over the ice cream buckets, and stacking up waffle cones here and sugar cones there. From the counter I grabbed a bunch of paper tissues, and bent all the way down, like, to pick something from the floor. Then with a swift, discrete shove, I stuffed the tissues into one side of my bra, then the other, ‘cause I truly believe in having them two scoops—if you know what I mean—roundly and firmly in place--
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I kissed him, so sweet and so long
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I kissed him, so sweet and so long

Here is a lovely new audible review, written by Aaron Paul Lazar. Aaron is a mystery writer author, and many of his books have audiobook editions. I am thrilled by what he says about the narration of The Music of Us:
★★★★★ "A Beautifully Narrated Tale of Love and Loss"
I read The Music of Us a few months before this audiobook came out, and loved it so much I jumped at the chance to listen to the characters as portrayed by Don Warrick.
Uvi Poznansky is a literary tour de force in a contemporary age when the quality of writing often takes a back seat to the quick thrill, or to be more precise, the quick buck. She writes as she paints, with careful, vibrant strokes of amazing clarity and color. Whether you are a reader or writer, teacher or student, you owe it to yourself read her work. You will be transported to a world where life is examined from a poet’s point of view, where you live in vignettes so real that you can’t help but love and care for the characters.
I have read and listened to all of Poznansky’s work, but this book resonated more deeply with me than all the previous titles, which I truly enjoyed. I suppose it is because I am an inveterate romantic. I ached for the young, “flashback” characters to come together. I shouted at them to wake up and smell the coffee when they missed opportunities to get together, and I reveled in the sweet endings when they finally connected.
The atmosphere of the 1940s is beautifully portrayed, and on a secondary level only to the (mostly) unrequited love story, it was my next treasured experience while reading this book. I loved the sounds and sights of the era, the music, the cars, and the lifestyles so well depicted. It was a fascinating dip into the life of those dynamic times.
Don Warrick is simply amazing. I loved his voice for the main character, Lenny, which was perfect for whatever age the character spoke from, whether middle aged or young. The other characters were amazingly portrayed and consistent throughout the story - Natasha, her annoying but delightful mother, Lenny's Uncle Schmeel, and even the announcer at Carnegie Hall who had me thinking, "Ed Sullivan," by his unique voice and pronunciation. Emotions flowed from Mr. Warrick's voice in such a way that you couldn't help but choke up or feel excited for "him," and the characters. But most surprising was this amazing narrator's singing voice. I loved hearing him sing various snippets of imaginary songs from the forties, and also lullabies sung by Natasha's mother, etc. They were beautifully done and his voice is very enjoyable.
If you are aching for a lyrical listen, for something above and beyond the usual offerings in the field of fiction, I highly recommend you pick up a copy of Uvi Poznansky’s The Music of Us.
Looking for a great love story? Get ★★★★★ THE MUSIC OF US
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★★★★★ "A Beautifully Narrated Tale of Love and Loss"
I read The Music of Us a few months before this audiobook came out, and loved it so much I jumped at the chance to listen to the characters as portrayed by Don Warrick.
Uvi Poznansky is a literary tour de force in a contemporary age when the quality of writing often takes a back seat to the quick thrill, or to be more precise, the quick buck. She writes as she paints, with careful, vibrant strokes of amazing clarity and color. Whether you are a reader or writer, teacher or student, you owe it to yourself read her work. You will be transported to a world where life is examined from a poet’s point of view, where you live in vignettes so real that you can’t help but love and care for the characters.
I have read and listened to all of Poznansky’s work, but this book resonated more deeply with me than all the previous titles, which I truly enjoyed. I suppose it is because I am an inveterate romantic. I ached for the young, “flashback” characters to come together. I shouted at them to wake up and smell the coffee when they missed opportunities to get together, and I reveled in the sweet endings when they finally connected.
The atmosphere of the 1940s is beautifully portrayed, and on a secondary level only to the (mostly) unrequited love story, it was my next treasured experience while reading this book. I loved the sounds and sights of the era, the music, the cars, and the lifestyles so well depicted. It was a fascinating dip into the life of those dynamic times.
Don Warrick is simply amazing. I loved his voice for the main character, Lenny, which was perfect for whatever age the character spoke from, whether middle aged or young. The other characters were amazingly portrayed and consistent throughout the story - Natasha, her annoying but delightful mother, Lenny's Uncle Schmeel, and even the announcer at Carnegie Hall who had me thinking, "Ed Sullivan," by his unique voice and pronunciation. Emotions flowed from Mr. Warrick's voice in such a way that you couldn't help but choke up or feel excited for "him," and the characters. But most surprising was this amazing narrator's singing voice. I loved hearing him sing various snippets of imaginary songs from the forties, and also lullabies sung by Natasha's mother, etc. They were beautifully done and his voice is very enjoyable.
If you are aching for a lyrical listen, for something above and beyond the usual offerings in the field of fiction, I highly recommend you pick up a copy of Uvi Poznansky’s The Music of Us.
Looking for a great love story? Get ★★★★★ THE MUSIC OF US
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“I’m relieved you haven’t been involved in any major battles, but I fear they’re coming with the Louisiana ones. Both sides are going to give a hard fight for the river.” She sighed. “You be careful.”
“I will. I just wish they’d get it over with.” He ran an arm along the length of the back of the swing and placed it around her shoulders. “It’s so peaceful here with you, I hate to leave. Here we are sitting out in the cold on the veranda in the middle of winter, but it’s beautiful with you, and you warm my heart and soul.”
“The sunlight has warmed the temperature, and your arm around me helps.” She leaned her head against his shoulder. “I’m so glad you could make it home for a visit.”
“Me, too, but it’s a short one.”
“Short is better than none.”
Here is a heartwarming story for cold evenings... Excerpt from The Belle and the Officer by B.J. Robinson, included in A Touch of Passion
“I will. I just wish they’d get it over with.” He ran an arm along the length of the back of the swing and placed it around her shoulders. “It’s so peaceful here with you, I hate to leave. Here we are sitting out in the cold on the veranda in the middle of winter, but it’s beautiful with you, and you warm my heart and soul.”
“The sunlight has warmed the temperature, and your arm around me helps.” She leaned her head against his shoulder. “I’m so glad you could make it home for a visit.”
“Me, too, but it’s a short one.”
“Short is better than none.”
Here is a heartwarming story for cold evenings... Excerpt from The Belle and the Officer by B.J. Robinson, included in A Touch of Passion

Groaning, she finally surrendered, laying her head on his shoulder. “Alright,” she whispered. And then she sighed. “We’d probably better be quiet for now.”
Murphy sighed with relief. “Alright.”
But suddenly he was much more cheerful. Unable to resist, Murphy slid his fingers through the silky softness of her hair. His fingers gently slipped over to her chin, before running lightly over her lips.
And Kate began to shiver.
His arm tightened over her shoulder. Murphy came even closer still, nuzzling his lips to her brow, feathering soft kisses over her deliciously soft cheek as his mouth made its way over to hers.
Here is a heartwarming story for cold evenings... Excerpt from That Unforgettable Kiss by Tamara Ferguson, included in A Touch of Passion
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Murphy sighed with relief. “Alright.”
But suddenly he was much more cheerful. Unable to resist, Murphy slid his fingers through the silky softness of her hair. His fingers gently slipped over to her chin, before running lightly over her lips.
And Kate began to shiver.
His arm tightened over her shoulder. Murphy came even closer still, nuzzling his lips to her brow, feathering soft kisses over her deliciously soft cheek as his mouth made its way over to hers.
Here is a heartwarming story for cold evenings... Excerpt from That Unforgettable Kiss by Tamara Ferguson, included in A Touch of Passion

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Next morning I’m sent home empty-handed, while my baby must stay at the hospital a few more days, to get something called colored light therapy, ‘cause like, he’s been diagnosed with jaundice. But does anyone care? Hello there? I try to call home, for Lenny to come pick me up—but as usual I end up just managing, somehow, to get back on my own.
I open the bedroom window, and feel warm spring air coming in, blowing gently into my face, which feels like a promise.
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Warm spring air coming in, blowing in my face
I open the bedroom window, and feel warm spring air coming in, blowing gently into my face, which feels like a promise.
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Warm spring air coming in, blowing in my face

Joyce Schneider is a former staffer at Newsweek. Once a Liberal Arts major (French Literature), she has become increasingly fascinated with medicine, forensic science, and human psychology. Here is her beautiful
Through the decorative lattice that marks the edge of my roof I see a woman, an achingly beautiful woman bathing on a close-by roof. She has just wrapped herself with something translucent, so her body is hidden from sight—all but a distant impression of her foot.
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One evening I awaken to the sound of birds, chirping
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One evening I awaken to the sound of birds, chirping

Dan Strawn is the author of Isaac's Gun, Body of Work, and Breakfast at Blair's, Lame Bird's Legacy, and Black Wolf's Return. I am truly honored to find his review of my novel, The Music of Us:
★★★★★ A delightful, inciteful read with a strong dose of found and lost love and passion, interlaced with a touch of humor.
ByDan Strawnon March 23, 2016
Format: Kindle Edition
If you're new to Uvi Poznansky's considerable talents, you are in for a treat when you open up The Music of Us.
If you are already a fan of Poznansky's knack for storytelling, then you won't be disappointed, but you will be surprised. At least I was, and delighted too, with the way she doused her story of love and passion, both won and lost, with well timed interludes of humor. Previously, I've not seen her use such well refined bits of comic relief—some flirting with irony, some bordering on slapstick— in ways that meld with the story, making it stronger, more believable by accentuating love's embrace and desires intensity. Her deft anointing of Uncle Schmeel, Natasha's mother, and Ryan's erstwhile girlfriend as both originators and butts of whim and amusement makes them creditable, enjoyable witnesses to Lenny and Natasha's romance.
Consider these tastes of Uvi's new command of spontaneous silliness:
Leaning forward on her elbow and cupping all three of her chins in her hand, the old woman studied me at great length. At last she said, “It's more generous than anyone can imagine, to the point that it makes me wonder.”
'About What?”
“About your wisdom, naturally! Because if you're clever then I must worry about your intentions, and if you're not, then I must worry why Natasha would fall in love with such a nincompoop. Either way, I must protect her.”
And in another scene:
“Oh, forget them.”
“Yeah. Drat those English ladies!”
“Amen,” I said, absentmindedly.
“So to make a short story long,” she droned on, “let me tell you about what happened at that party.”
As any reader of her past work knows, Uvi is The Supreme Mistress of the first person. In this tale she surpasses her own mastery of first-person narration. She slides so delicately from present to past tense and back to present, from Lenny's voice to Natasha's, that only when you can't find the shift from one to another do you realize it has taken place. She makes me envious, since I consider myself well seasoned in this particular way of telling a story.
My sense is that Uvi Poznansky is a poet first, and then a story teller. No surprise then, that The Music of Us oozes poetic expression in subtle and delightful ways.
Poznansky's use of emotive poetry in her prose is remarkable.
Then sparks came raining down, all the way down through the hollowed floors. They hit the ammunition, then the gasoline, and soon the whole place caught on fire. The blaze roared with such maddening intensity in my head that I paid no attention to the silence, the sudden silence on Aaron's radio. Its battery must have run out of power. It was dead.
I stared at the surface of its wood, which arched into the shape of a cathedral, and prayed that I could still find a touch, a fingerprint, a remnant of Aaron's presence on it.
***
And there, opposite me, my parent's wedding picture used to hang. In its place, a faint rectangle started to appear, as the wall paint all around it had darkened over the years. Everywhere I turned there were blank rectangles marking the boundaries of missing picture frames, of old memories.
***
For all of its other achievements, a story is a failure if it doesn't entertain. The Music of Us let me admire the writers craftsmanship while being caught up in Lenny's moment—moved by his circumstance, feeling his love for Natasha, mourning his loss. Ergo—I was entertained. Kudos, Uvi, for a story well told.
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★★★★★ A delightful, inciteful read with a strong dose of found and lost love and passion, interlaced with a touch of humor.
ByDan Strawnon March 23, 2016
Format: Kindle Edition
If you're new to Uvi Poznansky's considerable talents, you are in for a treat when you open up The Music of Us.
If you are already a fan of Poznansky's knack for storytelling, then you won't be disappointed, but you will be surprised. At least I was, and delighted too, with the way she doused her story of love and passion, both won and lost, with well timed interludes of humor. Previously, I've not seen her use such well refined bits of comic relief—some flirting with irony, some bordering on slapstick— in ways that meld with the story, making it stronger, more believable by accentuating love's embrace and desires intensity. Her deft anointing of Uncle Schmeel, Natasha's mother, and Ryan's erstwhile girlfriend as both originators and butts of whim and amusement makes them creditable, enjoyable witnesses to Lenny and Natasha's romance.
Consider these tastes of Uvi's new command of spontaneous silliness:
Leaning forward on her elbow and cupping all three of her chins in her hand, the old woman studied me at great length. At last she said, “It's more generous than anyone can imagine, to the point that it makes me wonder.”
'About What?”
“About your wisdom, naturally! Because if you're clever then I must worry about your intentions, and if you're not, then I must worry why Natasha would fall in love with such a nincompoop. Either way, I must protect her.”
And in another scene:
“Oh, forget them.”
“Yeah. Drat those English ladies!”
“Amen,” I said, absentmindedly.
“So to make a short story long,” she droned on, “let me tell you about what happened at that party.”
As any reader of her past work knows, Uvi is The Supreme Mistress of the first person. In this tale she surpasses her own mastery of first-person narration. She slides so delicately from present to past tense and back to present, from Lenny's voice to Natasha's, that only when you can't find the shift from one to another do you realize it has taken place. She makes me envious, since I consider myself well seasoned in this particular way of telling a story.
My sense is that Uvi Poznansky is a poet first, and then a story teller. No surprise then, that The Music of Us oozes poetic expression in subtle and delightful ways.
Poznansky's use of emotive poetry in her prose is remarkable.
Then sparks came raining down, all the way down through the hollowed floors. They hit the ammunition, then the gasoline, and soon the whole place caught on fire. The blaze roared with such maddening intensity in my head that I paid no attention to the silence, the sudden silence on Aaron's radio. Its battery must have run out of power. It was dead.
I stared at the surface of its wood, which arched into the shape of a cathedral, and prayed that I could still find a touch, a fingerprint, a remnant of Aaron's presence on it.
***
And there, opposite me, my parent's wedding picture used to hang. In its place, a faint rectangle started to appear, as the wall paint all around it had darkened over the years. Everywhere I turned there were blank rectangles marking the boundaries of missing picture frames, of old memories.
***
For all of its other achievements, a story is a failure if it doesn't entertain. The Music of Us let me admire the writers craftsmanship while being caught up in Lenny's moment—moved by his circumstance, feeling his love for Natasha, mourning his loss. Ergo—I was entertained. Kudos, Uvi, for a story well told.
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Here is a lovely review that put a big smile on my lips, for my children's book Jess and Wiggle:
★★★★★ The Charming Gift of Rhyme, April 4, 2016
By Kindle Customer49, Verified Purchase
This review is from: Jess and Wiggle (Kindle Edition)
With the lightest of touches, talented artist/author Uvi Poznansky inks and pens her way through this delightful book, reminiscent of old school illustrators and writers from the past. Using an antique curly-Q looking font, we are introduced to Jess, “a little girl with the cutest red curl,” who doesn’t like to smile. Inspired by the book’s absolute charm, I can’t help but finish my review like this (not nearly as good as the author’s, btw!)
No matter how many games one plays,
Jess meets each person with a solemn gaze.
Until up crops Wiggle in her sock,
Now HE has the amazing gift of shock.
And shock he does with huge savoir faire,
Making this charming children’s book
Something we all should share!
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★★★★★ The Charming Gift of Rhyme, April 4, 2016
By Kindle Customer49, Verified Purchase
This review is from: Jess and Wiggle (Kindle Edition)
With the lightest of touches, talented artist/author Uvi Poznansky inks and pens her way through this delightful book, reminiscent of old school illustrators and writers from the past. Using an antique curly-Q looking font, we are introduced to Jess, “a little girl with the cutest red curl,” who doesn’t like to smile. Inspired by the book’s absolute charm, I can’t help but finish my review like this (not nearly as good as the author’s, btw!)
No matter how many games one plays,
Jess meets each person with a solemn gaze.
Until up crops Wiggle in her sock,
Now HE has the amazing gift of shock.
And shock he does with huge savoir faire,
Making this charming children’s book
Something we all should share!
Get ★★★★★ Jess and Wiggle
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Perhaps she is immersing herself in the grays and purples quivering there, on the other side of the glass, reaching a blur in the cold October sunlight. Perhaps, with great patience she is waiting there, waiting for the night, for the darkest hour, which is when her image may finally appear. It will come to the surface in front of her as if it were a sunken spirit, rising from the deep. Out of nowhere.
For now she seems lost, searching for something—perhaps her reflection—in vain...
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Waiting for the night, for the darkest hour
For now she seems lost, searching for something—perhaps her reflection—in vain...
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Waiting for the night, for the darkest hour

I'm fascinated with the act of writing. It's too early to reveal too much about my next novel, but this I will say: Dancing with Air has two things in common with the last novel, The Music of Us: First, it's a love story. And Second, each chapter features lyrics, written by me, intended not only to bring back the sounds of WWII era but also to reflect the state of mind of the main character, Lenny--
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A Lover's Cocktail
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A Lover's Cocktail

Here is a beautiful review by Robin Lee, a Top 500 reviewer, for my children's book, Now I Am Paper:
★★★★★ Such A Lovely Children's Story,,,,,
ByRobin LeeTOP 500 REVIEWER
This is a kind of bittersweet, sorrow short, bedtime story, by author Uvi Poznansky............It's metaphor fro a longing for a child .....Also, a hidden meaning about society and our destroying of trees.......The entire story rhymes in flowery prose, even though the words are easy to read....I appreciate that the author took the time to put the words right along with the illustrations.....The illustrations are lovely, big, bright and colorful......Rhyming tend to hold children's attention span more and make them giggle.....It looked nice on my kindle........
The story is about a Tree and it's longing for the child who used to touch and climb it's branches.....As, seasons and years go by, the Tree is alone and getting very old......One day someone will come and chop it down.......Even though I felt that was a sad part in the story......Something magical happens afterwards .....You need to read to find out..........
At the end of the book, the author puts the whole entire poem there, so you can read it again........
For children ages 4-6 ........
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★★★★★ Such A Lovely Children's Story,,,,,
ByRobin LeeTOP 500 REVIEWER
This is a kind of bittersweet, sorrow short, bedtime story, by author Uvi Poznansky............It's metaphor fro a longing for a child .....Also, a hidden meaning about society and our destroying of trees.......The entire story rhymes in flowery prose, even though the words are easy to read....I appreciate that the author took the time to put the words right along with the illustrations.....The illustrations are lovely, big, bright and colorful......Rhyming tend to hold children's attention span more and make them giggle.....It looked nice on my kindle........
The story is about a Tree and it's longing for the child who used to touch and climb it's branches.....As, seasons and years go by, the Tree is alone and getting very old......One day someone will come and chop it down.......Even though I felt that was a sad part in the story......Something magical happens afterwards .....You need to read to find out..........
At the end of the book, the author puts the whole entire poem there, so you can read it again........
For children ages 4-6 ........
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Have you ever listened, I mean, really listened to the lyrics of 'Twinkle, twinkle'? The words can truly take on different meanings, which is something I explored in moments of despair and moments of hope in my novel
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A Mother's Lullaby
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A Mother's Lullaby

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I am thrilled to find a great review for my novel, The Music of Us. It is written by top Amazon reviewer and author Sheila Deeth. In addition to her novel, Divide by Zero, she has written The Five Minute Bible Story Series, and many other books. With a Masters in mathematics from Cambridge University, England, she is a a top reviewer for Amazon, Goodreads, Gather and other reading sites. Here is her review:
★★★★★ Beautifully lyrical story of love and loss
By Sheila Deeth VINE VOICE Verified Purchase
Uvi Poznasky’s The Music Of Us is a beautifully lyrical story of love and loss, covering the years from the Second World War to Vietnam and the 1970s. The novel builds a great sense of time and place from smooth, well-chosen details. Never intrusive, but always totally convincing, the threads of real events weave between the dance steps of love and the music of a wonderful soundtrack that frames the tale. The Music of Us is a sweet, sometimes crazy romance, with heart-warming longing, hilarious accident, and wonderful scenes that stick in the mind afterward. It’s also a beautiful walk into memory, haunted with those questions of loss that hide behind music and love.
The Music Of Us is the third in a sequence of novels, and a wonderful crown to the tale. Readers certainly don’t need to have read Apart From Love beforehand, and Music is hauntingly complete in its own right. It deepens the story of the earlier novel by adding time’s perspective, setting up the scene from which Apart begins. But it tells so story all its own, achingly lovely and sad.
Lyrical, musical, and hauntingly genuine, told in a voice that ages convincingly and loves completely, The Music Of Us lingers beautifully in the mind, long after the story’s told, and is a truly great read.
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★★★★★ Beautifully lyrical story of love and loss
By Sheila Deeth VINE VOICE Verified Purchase
Uvi Poznasky’s The Music Of Us is a beautifully lyrical story of love and loss, covering the years from the Second World War to Vietnam and the 1970s. The novel builds a great sense of time and place from smooth, well-chosen details. Never intrusive, but always totally convincing, the threads of real events weave between the dance steps of love and the music of a wonderful soundtrack that frames the tale. The Music of Us is a sweet, sometimes crazy romance, with heart-warming longing, hilarious accident, and wonderful scenes that stick in the mind afterward. It’s also a beautiful walk into memory, haunted with those questions of loss that hide behind music and love.
The Music Of Us is the third in a sequence of novels, and a wonderful crown to the tale. Readers certainly don’t need to have read Apart From Love beforehand, and Music is hauntingly complete in its own right. It deepens the story of the earlier novel by adding time’s perspective, setting up the scene from which Apart begins. But it tells so story all its own, achingly lovely and sad.
Lyrical, musical, and hauntingly genuine, told in a voice that ages convincingly and loves completely, The Music Of Us lingers beautifully in the mind, long after the story’s told, and is a truly great read.
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It ripples all around him, wave after wave. I can tell that it’s starting to sooth him. It’s so full of joy, of delight, even if to him, it’s coming across somewhat muffled. Like a dream in a dream, it’s floating inside, into his soft, tender ear--
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The nature of motherhood
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The nature of motherhood

And she told me to stay put, to wait for her, ‘cause she had something crucial, something real big to tell me, like, about the future. I reckon she saw some clue of what was coming—but didn’t quite grasp it, not in full, anyway, ‘cause the next thing you know, ma went out, came back a second later, picked the empty beer bottles, and took them with her. Along the way she gave me a peck, smack in the middle of my forehead, which surprised me--
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I reckon she saw some clue of what was coming
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I reckon she saw some clue of what was coming

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By and by, a perfect calm comes upon me. I have no thought in my head, no clue that this is to be the last sunrise, the last morning that I spend with my mother; no premonition that our time together is running out, and that I should kiss her, and hug her, and bid her farewell--
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The last morning I spend with my mother
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The last morning I spend with my mother

Undeterred, Mrs. Horowitz shook her head, which in turn shook her bird-nest style hairdo. “Years earlier,” she said, “before he asked me to marry him, everyone was so, so very impressed with his talent. They predicted such a bright future for him. Where are all of them now?”
“But Mama,” said the girl, “what does the bright future he had in the past have to do with the present?”
“It has everything to do with here and now. You,” said Mrs. Horowitz, turning upon me, “yes, I’m talking to you! What’s your idea of the future? What are you planning to make of yourself, young man?”
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What are you planning to make of yourself, young man?
“But Mama,” said the girl, “what does the bright future he had in the past have to do with the present?”
“It has everything to do with here and now. You,” said Mrs. Horowitz, turning upon me, “yes, I’m talking to you! What’s your idea of the future? What are you planning to make of yourself, young man?”
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What are you planning to make of yourself, young man?

Get to know Traci E Hall, author of Ambrosia by the Sea:
First…can you tell me your story of the “road to publication”? What’s your journey been like?
My journey in publication has been all over the map. I’ve been traditionally published, self-published, I’ve won awards, I’ve hit the USA Today list, and I’ve been cursed and closed down a few small presses. I write contemporary romance, short contemporary romance, young adult, new adult, non-fiction, historical romance and paranormal. I like to tell stories, in whatever format I can. I love happily ever after, so that is fairly consistent. I feel like I am constantly running to catch up with what is going on in publishing, even though I’m part of many different writing groups to stay on top of things. Ha. The second something is shared on the internet, it’s already old news. But I’ve been writing my whole life, for better or worse, and I can’t stop now.
Are you still working with publishers or are you completely indie now? How do you maintain both in a hybrid career?
I am still technically employed by a small press, but sales for the last book came nowhere near what I do on my own. I have an indie goal in mind – 12 contemporary romances in 2 years. I am 4 books in. By the end of book 12, I should have a good idea of whether or not it’s time to retire the laptop. Not that I will – I’ll just try another way. For the record, I believe that hybrid authors have a larger chance at success because they have another agency promoting their name and work.
Writing/editing tips
Read your work aloud. It’s amazing the mistakes we can pick up just by listening. Before sending that manuscript in as done, I always print out a copy so that I can ‘see’ it another way. We miss words because our brains fill in the small stuff, thinking it should be there. Yes, our minds have auto-correct.
First…can you tell me your story of the “road to publication”? What’s your journey been like?
My journey in publication has been all over the map. I’ve been traditionally published, self-published, I’ve won awards, I’ve hit the USA Today list, and I’ve been cursed and closed down a few small presses. I write contemporary romance, short contemporary romance, young adult, new adult, non-fiction, historical romance and paranormal. I like to tell stories, in whatever format I can. I love happily ever after, so that is fairly consistent. I feel like I am constantly running to catch up with what is going on in publishing, even though I’m part of many different writing groups to stay on top of things. Ha. The second something is shared on the internet, it’s already old news. But I’ve been writing my whole life, for better or worse, and I can’t stop now.
Are you still working with publishers or are you completely indie now? How do you maintain both in a hybrid career?
I am still technically employed by a small press, but sales for the last book came nowhere near what I do on my own. I have an indie goal in mind – 12 contemporary romances in 2 years. I am 4 books in. By the end of book 12, I should have a good idea of whether or not it’s time to retire the laptop. Not that I will – I’ll just try another way. For the record, I believe that hybrid authors have a larger chance at success because they have another agency promoting their name and work.
Writing/editing tips
Read your work aloud. It’s amazing the mistakes we can pick up just by listening. Before sending that manuscript in as done, I always print out a copy so that I can ‘see’ it another way. We miss words because our brains fill in the small stuff, thinking it should be there. Yes, our minds have auto-correct.

Once I find my way back, my confusion will dissipate, somehow. I will sit down in front of my instrument, raise my hand, and let it hover, touching-not-touching the black and white keys. In turn they will start their dance, rising and sinking under my fingers. Music will come back, as it always does, flowing through my flesh, making my skin tingle. It will reverberate not only through my body but also through the air, glancing off every surface, making walls vanish, allowing my mind to soar--
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What inspired The Music of Us
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What inspired The Music of Us

Once I find my way back, my confusion will dissipate, somehow. I will sit down in front of my instrument, raise my hand, and let it hover, touching-not-touching the black and white keys. In turn they will start their dance, rising and sinking under my fingers. Music will come back, as it always does, flowing through my flesh, making my skin tingle. It will reverberate not only through my body but also through the air, glancing off every surface, making walls vanish, allowing my mind to soar--
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What inspired The Music of Us
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What inspired The Music of Us

Thanking you--yes, you!--and all my readers and the guests of my recent event, Call to Arms, for your support. Your vote counted, and our romance boxed set, A Touch of Passion (containing 12 amazing romance novels) has just won:
This is the announcement from The Romance Reviews:
We are pleased to inform you that the book, A Touch Of Passion by Uvi Poznansky; Mimi Barbour; Elizabeth Marx; Tamara Ferguson; Regina Puckett; B. J. Robinson; Suzanne Jenkins; Laura Taylor; Cynthia Woolf; Lisa Gillis; Traci Hall; Donna Fasano, is the winner for the category Anthology!
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This is the announcement from The Romance Reviews:
We are pleased to inform you that the book, A Touch Of Passion by Uvi Poznansky; Mimi Barbour; Elizabeth Marx; Tamara Ferguson; Regina Puckett; B. J. Robinson; Suzanne Jenkins; Laura Taylor; Cynthia Woolf; Lisa Gillis; Traci Hall; Donna Fasano, is the winner for the category Anthology!
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Double, double misfortune, trouble
Burning coal and blackening rubble
Let the blood in my caldron boil
Feed the flames... Oh, such a toil!
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Burning coal and blackening rubble
Let the blood in my caldron boil
Feed the flames... Oh, such a toil!
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Here you'll find hair-raising fun

She scribbled something for him inside his paper napkin and, taking a quick peek, he found her name, her phone number and a little doodle of a heart. Both Leonard and Lana got up to leave at the same time: halfway through dessert--
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Summertime... And the livin’ was easy
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Summertime... And the livin’ was easy

“Really,” says Bathsheba. “I thought I spotted you standing by your window, with your sword aimed at me.”
To which I explain, “I could not see a thing through the glass. It became cloudy, or something. At this time of day, even though it is only the beginning of summer, it’s much too steamy in the office.”
She rolls her eyes. “I’ve had it with men--”
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At this time of your, it's much too steamy in the office
To which I explain, “I could not see a thing through the glass. It became cloudy, or something. At this time of day, even though it is only the beginning of summer, it’s much too steamy in the office.”
She rolls her eyes. “I’ve had it with men--”
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At this time of your, it's much too steamy in the office

And as it spreads its feathers I think I see out there, behind the flutter, a curvaceous outline of a nude. I ache to touch her flesh. It is glowing with warm, reddish hues of terra-cotta. Her breasts are tipped with gold--
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Her breasts are tipped with gold
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Her breasts are tipped with gold

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Walking straight towards his bed, which, Sara notices for the first time, is not empty. Someone’s hidden under the covers. For one guilty moment Sara, the memory of her crush still in her mind, hopes that when Mark pulls the covers up, it’ll be Sara under there, Sara that he’s dreaming about…
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Beach reading: Sara looks around, wondering whose dream this is
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Beach reading: Sara looks around, wondering whose dream this is

Suzette gurgled so Charity took that as her approval and began reading, “My Darling Child of my Heart, if you know nothing else, know I love you, and wanted you from the moment I knew of your existence. I know you will grow up knowing love. Your father loves you, and he will see that you have enough love to make up for my not being with you as you become who you are meant to be. I would give anything to be with you, but sometimes God’s plans do not match our own. I have no doubt you will grow to be the most beautiful and amazing person ever. I want nothing but the best for you. Never doubt that you were and are loved. I am leaving you in in the care of my two best friends. Your father and Charity will see you never lack for anything, of that I am certain. When you see the sun, know it is only me keeping watch over you, but don’t despair on the days there are clouds. The sun never leaves. It is only tucked out of sight for a short span in time.”
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Beach reading: The sun never leaves
Excerpt from Concealed in My Heart by Regina Puckett, which is included in A Touch of Passion. To read more click here:
Beach reading: The sun never leaves

My second thought was not exactly a thought. Rather, it was a jolt of alarm. I could see, quite plainly, that his handwriting had changed. It was with a shaky, trembling hand that my dad wrote,
"Lenny my son, I wish I could go on keeping this from you, but at this point I can no longer do it. I’m in pain, severe pain, and it’s been wrecking me for the past three months--"
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"Lenny my son, I wish I could go on keeping this from you, but at this point I can no longer do it. I’m in pain, severe pain, and it’s been wrecking me for the past three months--"
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I like to think of myself as a modern man. A confused one. One left to his own devices, because of one thing: the silence of God. When Isaac, my father, lay on his deathbed, waiting for me, or rather, for his favorite son to come in, he suspected, somehow, that he was about to be fooled. And yet, God kept silent. Now, all these years later, I wonder about it--
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Enjoy Father's Day together: read A Favorite Son
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Enjoy Father's Day together: read A Favorite Son

Celia arrived in the quaint little town by the sea just as the sun was rising over the ocean. The golden morning light gilded the summery beach cottages and condominiums along Ocean Boulevard. She’d driven all night, too cheap–no, frugal–to waste money on a flea-ridden motel--
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Beach reading: The golden morning light gilded the summery beach cottages
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Beach reading: The golden morning light gilded the summery beach cottages

Finally he says, “Your mother, she used to string them together, to make a long necklace. She would stare at the inner layer of each shell, and tip it over this way and that to capture the light, saying it reminded her, somehow, of a rainbow. Remember?”
I cannot help but look away, as a sudden shiver goes through my spine. My father draws closer to me, and without taking no for an answer, he tightens my jacket around me and zips it up, to ward off the cold. “There,” he says. “The sun is gone. Time to go home.”
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Enjoy Father's Day together: read The White Piano
I cannot help but look away, as a sudden shiver goes through my spine. My father draws closer to me, and without taking no for an answer, he tightens my jacket around me and zips it up, to ward off the cold. “There,” he says. “The sun is gone. Time to go home.”
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For a while I leaf through this book, which Lenny’s bought me. I bet he’s real excited. He so looks forward to becoming a father, the second time around. I can just see him in my head, like, holding the baby’s hand, guiding him already in his first steps. Then, letting go, he’s gonna take a step or two back, and hold his breath, waiting there for the little one to walk into his open arms--
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Enjoy #FathersDay together: read My Own Voice
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Enjoy #FathersDay together: read My Own Voice

I adore my son, which lures me into seeing myself—my own image, only more invincible—in him. So what if he is rebellious? I must have been the same way at his age. Back then, did I not leave my father, exchanging the safety of his home for something unknown, for adventure? Did I not defy his charge for me to remain there, in Hebron, and support him in his time of need?
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Enjoy Father's Day together: read The Edge of Revolt
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“Come here,” I whisper to her.
Instead she goes to the window. I find myself unable to say anything, so instead I make a note to myself, to write down these words, later: “The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. You are a garden locked up, my sister, my bride. You are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.”
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You are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain
Instead she goes to the window. I find myself unable to say anything, so instead I make a note to myself, to write down these words, later: “The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. You are a garden locked up, my sister, my bride. You are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.”
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You are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain

✨ Start the summer with a bang: Here are three excerpts, specifically chosen for their impact, from each one of the novels in my series, Still Life with Memories: "That morning in training camp it was not the sound of loading, nor was it that distinct ping that alerted me to danger, but the whisper of blades of grass tearing asunder, falling with a whoosh left and right as the bullet came flying straight at me. Like a thunderbolt, it hit my shoulder--"
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Start the summer with a bang: Still Life with Memories
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Start the summer with a bang: Still Life with Memories

Why not start the summer with a bang? Here are three excerpts, specifically chosen for their impact, from each one of the books in my series, The David Chronicles:
With an unexpected sob she pulls her hand out of mine, and I am left kneeling there, holding air. Which is when I hear a new kind of sound that can only be described as choked silence, and I bang my head under the table on my way to stand up--
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Start the summer with a bang: The David Chronicles
With an unexpected sob she pulls her hand out of mine, and I am left kneeling there, holding air. Which is when I hear a new kind of sound that can only be described as choked silence, and I bang my head under the table on my way to stand up--
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Start the summer with a bang: The David Chronicles

The brace on five-year-old Susanne's leg made her journey slow and awkward. But since she'd joined their family, Derrick had quickly come to realize how important it was to her that he allow her to maneuver down the incline all by herself. Adopting a special needs child had been a long and harrowing experience. Several times, both he and Anna were sure their petition would be rejected. But he was glad they had stuck with it. Susanne's determination and ever-growing independence never failed to make Derrick feel proud--
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Serving on the European front, Lenny longs for Natasha, the girl who captured his heart back home. At first, he enjoys fulfilling his military task, which is to write bogus reports, designed to fall into the hands of Nazi Intelligence and divert their attention from the upcoming invasion of Normandy. To fool the enemy, these reports are disguised as love letters to another woman. His task must remain confidential, even at the risk of Natasha becoming suspicious of him.
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✨ At last we turned ashore. From time to time I pushed off a plank of wood, covered in a bit of seaweed, which came floating our way. That, for me, was just part of the adventure. Crossing the line of spray, where the breakers came to meet the shore, I felt sorry that it was almost over, that it was time to say goodbye to this place, where we found ourselves steeped in this strange, magical feeling.
Happiness--
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We found ourselves steeped in this strange, magical feeling. Happiness
Happiness--
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We found ourselves steeped in this strange, magical feeling. Happiness

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And oh, her face! The innocence in her eyes!