Diane over at Bibliophile by the Sea hosts this meme.
Today I’m featuring a book that I am currently reading for review.
She was a beautiful child.
There was no one else left to remember, and yet her memory of the little girl she used to be wasn’t sentimental. A woman like that puts about ten thousand miles between herself and the little girl she used to be if she has any chance of getting up in the morning. “Detached,” her shrink had said on occasion, except that they never did so much of that kind of talk. (Mostly they both liked the sound of her voice, and of course he wasn’t shy about prescriptions.) She wasn’t beautiful the way the world wants children to be beautiful – pink cheeks, blonde curls. Her hair wasn’t blonde yet, and she had learned to control a blush before she learned to talk. She was beautiful the way grown women are beautiful, all slim limbs and knowing eyes, which is perhaps why men were inspired to treat her like a woman early.
I was so excited when I was contacted about this book for review and I am so intrigued by it now that I’m into it. I’m only about 50 pages into it, but I can’t hardly wait to really get into it and see what happens! I hope you’ll return in the next week or two to see my final thoughts on it!