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464 pages, Hardcover
First published October 4, 2016
"Elsie had failed at nothing. Whatever she set her sights to, she was almost always a quick, blooming success. He [her father] was always proud of her for that, but it was also what terrified him the most. Whatever his daughter desired, wanted, pined for, all she had to do was take a step toward it. It was delivered."
"And make sure he knows I'm an American. From New York." [Mabel]
"I always thought you were from Connecticut," Jenny or Rose remarked.
"Born in Connecticut," Mabel replied scrambling. "But raised on Park Avenue. By my millionaire father."
"She loved being in the air, the thrill of having no ties to the earth, nothing to keep her tethered. She understood Lindbergh's desire to fly across the ocean: no experience on the ground could compare to gliding across clouds and seeing everything from above. No one else up there, just her and the steady buzz of the engine. Above, there were no strings to get herself tangled up in, no dishes to wash or laundry to boil and roll."