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*520 $aTracy Rees describes brilliantly the feeling of being on the cusp between childhood and adulthood,</b> with all its confusions and curiosity. I loved the strong sense of place, as well as the description of the way emotional damage can be passed down through the generations. It's an engrossing read that makes you want to rush to the nearest beach, drink hot chocolate and eat a lot of cake!
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