Название | Tiny Little Thing: Secrets, scandal and forbidden love |
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Автор произведения | Beatriz Williams |
Жанр | Историческая литература |
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Издательство | Историческая литература |
Год выпуска | 0 |
isbn | 9780008134945 |
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First published by Penguin Group USA 2016
First published in the UK by Harper 2016
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Source ISBN: 9780008134938
Ebook Edition © December 2016 ISBN: 9780008134945
Version: 2016-10-27
To all those who return from war not quite whole and to the people who love them
Contents
Copyright
Dedication
Tiny, 1966: Cape Cod, Massachusetts
Acknowledgments
Keep Reading …
About the Author
Also by Beatriz Williams
About the Publisher
The first photograph arrives in the mail on the same day that my husband appears on television at the Medal of Honor ceremony. It’s accompanied by the customary note written in block capital letters. By now, I know enough about politics—and about my husband’s family, I suppose—to suspect this isn’t a coincidence.
There’s no return address (of course, there wouldn’t be, would there?), but the envelope was postmarked yesterday in Boston, and the stamps are George Washington, five cents each. A plain manila envelope, letter size, of the sort they use in offices: I flip it back and forth between my fingers, while my heart bounds and rebounds against