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355 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 23, 2017
Riling him about other women had started a flicker of jealousy and then, despite herself, desire. Was that love?...She wanted to matter to him and star edat his back, this stranger, her husband, willing him to speak, all the way home.

“My love will last until I'm old
And even dead it won't grow cold.”
― Suzie Wilde, The Book of Bera
Bera hated the woman's smugness and the way she took a breast out so that everyone could marvel at how much milk she had. Well, so did house cows.Yes, she's that awful, and I just had to spend 320 pages inside her head. She's not even really redeemed by the end, although she does eventually stop slapping her stepson in the face and decide that she cares about him.
It was a howling night of total darkness. Wave-cloaked monsters swarmed invisibly towards their tiny vessel. At the last, there would be a crackle of white foam and the sea beasts could be seen for an instant, gnashing at the hull or sweeping them off course with glowing claws. The boat shivered with each assault.
"What has a bad beginning will have a bad ending."
“My love will last until I'm old
And even dead it won't grow cold.”
Fragment of song
“She felt excluded, unappreciated and unloved. Never had been loved.”