That Breathe She Took

About the Book

We are always thirsty for more; it is as though our minds zigzag through the distance of space. We search to find a place where the seasons flow peacefully. Some need more sun to brown, while others need the cold winter to curl. Yet, others cannot wait to pry open those windows to feel the balmy breeze. Their wishes are to smell the sweet fragrance from the pine twigs as they drift across the meadow. This is the story of how two families are weaved into one. They are connected on a level that we may never understand completely. If by chance your eyelids become heavy before the end of this book, I Really promise to remain sensitive; I will just assume you finished reading before I got finished writing. -That Breath She Took, and so much more . . .

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