On the back cover of my copy of Summer by Edith Wharton, the publisher’s blurb is almost breathless:
“Beautifully sensuous, Summer is named for that never-to-be-repeated period when sexual love appears to be everything…when there can only be one first romance - one beginning, one sexual initiation with its exhilarating illusion of unending ecstasy and u…
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