"The story I am going to tell you must have taken place around sixteen hundred and twenty-something ... in which the captain not only came close to losing the patched-up hide he had managed to save in Flanders, and in battling Turkish and Barbary corsairs, but also made himself a pair of enemies who would harass him for the rest of his life.... It was also the year in which I fell in love like a bawling calf, then and forever, with Angélica de Alquézar, who was as perverse and wicked as only Evil in the form of a blonde eleven- or twelve-year-old girl can be."
— from Captain Alatriste by Arturo Perez-Reverte
(translated by Margaret Sayers Peden)
My Weekly Reading for December 22, 2024
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