The Gentleman Biker
Before I could object, he lifted me from the chair and sat, pulling me down on his lap.
We spent the next hour reading out loud to each other, stopping every so often to discuss something new we’d found. It was reassuring to find a cause for my new fears, to know that I was not alone when it came to the tricks the mind can play on a young woman going through this.
This particular book was geared towards young expectant mothers, which I appreciated. They didn’t sugarcoat anything, didn’t make it sound like everything came up roses; no, they were very true to the vagaries that befell women at this stage of the game.
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