It’s been more than a minute since I’ve read anything by Courtney Milan; it’s not that I don’t have several of her books in ye old TBR, but that I save her stuff for cases of emergency, and then they get buried. But here’s Miz Wendy’s TBR Challenge for June, and then there’s ::gestures at the world:: so here goes Pride, and fuck the fuckers. (I mean, just look at the author’s note in the blurb)
Beware: grief over the loss of loved ones; depression; references to rape; probable domestic abuse as backstory; PTSD-triggered panic attack, on page; non-explicit sex on page. Oh, and I curse freely in the review itself.
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Her Hands, My Hands 
