Ginny grabbed the nearest thing to hand and brandished it. “Not a step closer, sir!” she demanded. The man stared at her weapon and blinked. “And what is that, miss?” Ginny glanced down at what she held, then lifted her chin. “The Holy Scriptures, sir.” He quirked an eyebrow, a faint half-grin flitting across his face. “You’re threatening me with the Holy Scriptures, miss?” Oh, they’re so cute together… In But One Life Wyn Estelle Owens does something that I think is very brave: she writes a version of Snow White that includes no magic whatsoever. Despite that, it’s pretty magical. The protagonists are funny and true-hearted, and there’s just enough historical detail to give the story a unique feel. Daughter of a revolutionary captain and an Oneida mother, Ginny Phillips wants only to serve her country. After the death of her father leaves her in her Tory stepmother’s care, a chance encounter with a wounded revolutionary leads to her ...
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