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248 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 11, 2017








"Eugene Anderson had written ignotumque aquas. She frowned. Latin of course, but it wasn’t any scientific term she was familiar with. Aquas was water, but ignotumque? Unfound? No, uncharted. Dr. Anderson had signed this memo with the phrase “uncharted waters.”
"Uncharted waters would usually be a nautical term, but she knew that wasn’t what he meant here. His system would take clean water to uncharted locations. Exactly where it was needed"
"She smelled of flowers and rain. A meadow beneath a storm. It was intoxicating, and before he could even ponder why he would think something so flighty, he pulled in lungfuls of it until he swayed slightly. His eyes sprang open, and his equilibrium balanced."
“You can kiss my crass"
"The blanket, which he used against his own skin regularly, felt suddenly far too coarse for hers, but it was the warmest he had."
"What he looked like as he touched her, which just so happened to be an expression similar to “I’m the luckiest man alive.”







