Penny W. (grandmaNita) reviewed on 8/6/2006 + 9 more book reviews

Zelda Sayre began as a Southern beauty, became an international wonder, and died by the fire in a madhouse. With her husband, F. Scott Fitzgerald, she moved in a goden aura of excitment, reomance, and promise. The epitome of the Jazz Age, together the rode the crest of the ear to its collapse and their own.

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