Summary of M. M. DeLuca's The Perfect Family Man
Distill Books
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Éditeur:
Distill Books
Distill Books
Protection:
Format ouvert - aucune protection
Format ouvert - aucune protection
Année de parution:
2022
2022
ISBN-13:
9798350047141
Description:
Please note: This audiobook has been created using AI Voice.
Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 I had moved my drawing board and easel from the upstairs office to the living room downstairs. I’d convinced my husband, Nate, that the green light filtering through the deep bay window was better for sketching.
#2 I had checked out five years ago, and in my place was a clone going through the motions of day-to-day life. I was a burden to him, and he didn’t want to be around me.
#3 I watched as the new neighbor pulled a child out of the SUV. It was so cold out, and the child was unsupervised, gazing around at the street. I prayed that the mother would take the child’s hand before he got run over.
#4 I would often see the child out the window, and I would help him escape from the house. One day, I saw him get picked up by a blonde woman, who took him to safety just in time. I stood there for a few mind-splitting moments, trying to catch my breath.
Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 I had moved my drawing board and easel from the upstairs office to the living room downstairs. I’d convinced my husband, Nate, that the green light filtering through the deep bay window was better for sketching.
#2 I had checked out five years ago, and in my place was a clone going through the motions of day-to-day life. I was a burden to him, and he didn’t want to be around me.
#3 I watched as the new neighbor pulled a child out of the SUV. It was so cold out, and the child was unsupervised, gazing around at the street. I prayed that the mother would take the child’s hand before he got run over.
#4 I would often see the child out the window, and I would help him escape from the house. One day, I saw him get picked up by a blonde woman, who took him to safety just in time. I stood there for a few mind-splitting moments, trying to catch my breath.