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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... morning, our Fourth of July. It was the night on which we gathered, no matter where else we might have been tempted to go, to discover anew both how safe and how costly it was to be together. It was the night on which we brooded and ...
... morning, our Fourth of July. It was the night on which we gathered, no matter where else we might have been tempted to go, to discover anew both how safe and how costly it was to be together. It was the night on which we brooded and ...
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... morning to read me an article from the New York Times, in which Kravat explained that he deliberately had his musicians play the wrong note in the second bar of “Auld Lang Syne”—F sharp instead of F natural. “People,” he was quoted as ...
... morning to read me an article from the New York Times, in which Kravat explained that he deliberately had his musicians play the wrong note in the second bar of “Auld Lang Syne”—F sharp instead of F natural. “People,” he was quoted as ...
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... morning of March first. Her fellow doctors at the hospital had arranged to get her a portable phone. “Hi,” she said. “Heather?” “Hi.” “Where are you?” “The hospital,” she said breezily. “Are you okay? Is Richard okay? Did you have a ...
... morning of March first. Her fellow doctors at the hospital had arranged to get her a portable phone. “Hi,” she said. “Heather?” “Hi.” “Where are you?” “The hospital,” she said breezily. “Are you okay? Is Richard okay? Did you have a ...
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... I asked Heather at seven o'clock on the morning of my second day alone. “Sure,” she said. “Okay.” “When?” “How about tomorrow?” she asked me. “Now.” “I can't today,” she said. “Now,” I said. She laughed. “Why don't you take her.
... I asked Heather at seven o'clock on the morning of my second day alone. “Sure,” she said. “Okay.” “When?” “How about tomorrow?” she asked me. “Now.” “I can't today,” she said. “Now,” I said. She laughed. “Why don't you take her.
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... morning with him, and a winter vacation each year of one week, and the fixed ritual of New Year's Eve, and the flexible rituals like our birthdays. Beyond that, he had been home for dinner perhaps two nights a week, and we'd grown up ...
... morning with him, and a winter vacation each year of one week, and the fixed ritual of New Year's Eve, and the flexible rituals like our birthdays. Beyond that, he had been home for dinner perhaps two nights a week, and we'd grown up ...
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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