The Smallest Dashwood

The Smallest Dashwood

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Margaret Dashwood, sister to Marianne and Elinor, is eighteen and as headstrong and flirtatious as her wild auburn curls. It's winter in the English countryside, and since the sucessful marriages of her sisters and her own introduction to proper society, Margaret can hardly wait to be in the very middle of the gay parties, balls, and dances among the wealthiest of the best families. There's the handsome Winston Steele - the yougest brother of the former Lucy Steele- a dashing naval officer whom everyone believes to be Margaret's best match, James Marching, the little-boy-turned-man who occupied the best of her childhood memories, and Nielson Meadows, a mysterious and charming newcomer to Devonshire to who Margaret finds herself drawn to. As the winter season unfolds, a whirlwind of news, revelations, feelings, and scandal cause the state of the smallest Dashwood's marital hand to become a greater unsolved puzzle - even to her.
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