By Alyson Richman
A richly imagined tale of Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, French pilot and writer of The Little Prince, from the writer of The misplaced spouse and The backyard of Letters.
March, 1942: Declared medically not worthy to fly whereas France is beseiged via struggle, Saint-Exupéry languishes in homesick frustration, not able to assist his country—and not able to put in writing. whereas his writer attempts in useless to ease the author's brain, Saint-Exupéry meets the captivating Silvia Hamilton at a dinner party. even though they don't proportion a language, they're still interested in one another, and the place phrases fail them they locate different kinds of communication.
In the continuing months, Silvia's heat and style provide Saint-Exupéry the reassurance he so desperately wishes. And as their love affair thrives, he unearths himself encouraged to inform a story of such simplicity and sweetness individual of any age may perhaps locate pleasure and luxury in it. With Silvia as his muse, he works furiously to compose his petite prince.
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