The MillstoneHMH, 15 oct 1998 - 192 páginas The story of an upper-middle-class unwed mother in 1960s London, from a novelist who is “often as meticulous as Jane Austen and as deadly as Evelyn Waugh” (Los Angeles Times). In a newly swinging London, Rosamund Stacey indulges in a premarital sexual encounter—and soon thereafter finds herself pregnant. Despite her fierce independence and academic brilliance, Rosamund is in fact naïve and unworldly, and the choices before her are terrifying. But in the perfection and helplessness of her baby she finds an unconditional love she has never known before—and as she navigates a situation still considered scandalous in her circles, she may discover that motherhood and independence need not be mutually exclusive. From “one of Britain’s most dazzling writers,” the award-winning author of The Dark Flood Rises, The Millstone captures both a moment in history when women’s lives were changing dramatically and the timeless truths of the female experience (The New York Times Book Review). |
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... told the truth. I had meant to lie, and she had expected me to lie, but for some deeply rooted Freudian reason I had forgotten to do so. While she was drawing Hamish's attention to my error, I stood there overcome with a kind of bleak ...
... told the truth. I had meant to lie, and she had expected me to lie, but for some deeply rooted Freudian reason I had forgotten to do so. While she was drawing Hamish's attention to my error, I stood there overcome with a kind of bleak ...
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... told us about how when she had sent off her first novel to her first publisher's she had handed it in to the post ... told them they'd had it six months they believed me. If you see what I mean." We didn't, quite, but we laughed, and had ...
... told us about how when she had sent off her first novel to her first publisher's she had handed it in to the post ... told them they'd had it six months they believed me. If you see what I mean." We didn't, quite, but we laughed, and had ...
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... told him, then and there. But I didn't. And perhaps it was better that I didn't. Better for him, I mean. I never told anybody that George was the rather of my child. People would have been highly astonished had I told them, as he was so ...
... told him, then and there. But I didn't. And perhaps it was better that I didn't. Better for him, I mean. I never told anybody that George was the rather of my child. People would have been highly astonished had I told them, as he was so ...
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... told him the story of the pound note. We talked for half an hour more, and then it began to cross my mind that he might have better things to do than to talk to me: that he didn't come into the pub to talk to me, and might well have ...
... told him the story of the pound note. We talked for half an hour more, and then it began to cross my mind that he might have better things to do than to talk to me: that he didn't come into the pub to talk to me, and might well have ...
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... told myself, or he wouldn't have bothered. However kind he appears to be, he can't be as kind as all that. He must be one of these bisexual people, I thought, or perhaps even he's no more queer than I am promiscuous, or whatever 35.
... told myself, or he wouldn't have bothered. However kind he appears to be, he can't be as kind as all that. He must be one of these bisexual people, I thought, or perhaps even he's no more queer than I am promiscuous, or whatever 35.
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