Minerva marries Ephinstone right after the war that took her brother, friends, and former students. When Minerva's husband dies, from a stupid accident that no one could have foreseen, Minerva's defaults again to black. Until the edges start glimmering, turning just a little grey.
Such a beautiful, bittersweet story. The author makes Minerva's grief so palpable, and Rolanda's helpless but helpful consolation feels so true.
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