New Year's Eve: A NovelCrown, 30. 5. 2012. - 366 страница Part contemporary family drama, part ghost story, this engrossing novel dramatizes the difficult process of letting go of one's childhood to embrace one's new chosen family. This is the story of twin sisters, their children, and an accident that claims the life of one, and leaves the others to find their way away from, and back to each other. |
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... missed his chance. “My resolution is next,” I said as I shook my head at Heather and turned to bend over the caviar. “Yes, Erica's next,” Edgar said. “Maybe I wasn't finished yet,” Heather said. “It's my turn,” I said, trying to meet ...
... missed his chance. “My resolution is next,” I said as I shook my head at Heather and turned to bend over the caviar. “Yes, Erica's next,” Edgar said. “Maybe I wasn't finished yet,” Heather said. “It's my turn,” I said, trying to meet ...
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... miss Mom?” I asked her. “You're going to be fine.” A Tiffany rattle arrived for Sarah, a gift from Bruno Lyons, who was head of my department and a famously distant attraction for both his students and his staff. He was in his early ...
... miss Mom?” I asked her. “You're going to be fine.” A Tiffany rattle arrived for Sarah, a gift from Bruno Lyons, who was head of my department and a famously distant attraction for both his students and his staff. He was in his early ...
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... . Occasionally, I would wonder if her tolerance came from loyalty or simply from the fact that she hated to be alone with her children even more than she hated to be with me. I knew she missed her work. She laced our talks.
... . Occasionally, I would wonder if her tolerance came from loyalty or simply from the fact that she hated to be alone with her children even more than she hated to be with me. I knew she missed her work. She laced our talks.
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A Novel Lisa Grunwald. I knew she missed her work. She laced our talks with coy complaints about her colleagues and how they kept calling. “I've still got a month left, for God's sake,” she'd say, but I knew she was counting the days ...
A Novel Lisa Grunwald. I knew she missed her work. She laced our talks with coy complaints about her colleagues and how they kept calling. “I've still got a month left, for God's sake,” she'd say, but I knew she was counting the days ...
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arms asked Heather auld lang syne Aunt Heather baby bedroom birthday called Heather child couch crying Dad asked Dad's Daddy David David's dead doctor dollhouse door dream Dryope Duck Duck Goose Edgar asked Erica eyes father feel felt flowers Frank Briggs Freedo girl going Guy Lombardo hair hand happy hear heard Heather asked Heather called Heather says Heather told heaven hugged Jeffrey kids kiss kitchen knew Koenig laughed living room looked Mary Poppins miss Mom's Mommy morning mother myth never night nodded nurse okay petits fours play Play-Doh Playmobil pregnant remember Richard Rosie Sarah asked schnook seemed shouted shrugged sister sitting sleep smiled sonogram sorry Spock stared started stood sure sweetheart talk tell There's things thought took trying turned twins waiting walked watched weeks What's whispered woke wondered Year's Eve