Breath . . . it inspires so many silly sayings.Let me catch my breath.You take my breath away.I need a breath of fresh air.And how did little white flowers come to be known as Baby’s Breath?Breath is a mystery in more ways than one. And this story is all about breath: losing it, trying to find it, even trying to buy it. In the imagination of Paul Briggs, a boy’s breath becomes personified, and it zooms away through farm, forest, and sea, returning only when the boy least expects it.
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