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And she was terribly aware that she was alive. Not just living and breathing, but ...alive.

Mary Balogh

And she was terribly aware that she was alive. Not just living and breathing, but ...alive.

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About Mary Balogh

Mary Balogh (born Mary Jenkins on 24 March 1944) is a Welsh-Canadian novelist writing historical romance, born and raised in Swansea. In 1967, she moved to Canada to start a teaching career, married a local coroner and settled in Kipling, Saskatchewan, where she eventually became a school principal. Her debut novel appeared in 1985. Her historical fiction is set in the Regency era (1811–1820) or the wider Georgian era (1714–1830).