The Accident
Registered by tania-in-nc of Mooresville, North Carolina USA on 10/11/2003
This Book is Currently in the Wild!
2 journalers for this copy...
This comes from another "grab all" box from Cumberland MD/Ebay. My current addiction :) Ahhh, many books .... mmmm!
update: March 27th, 2004 -- promised to bluestar741
update: March 27th, 2004 -- promised to bluestar741
I'm not very disciplined in sticking to one book at a time. More so today than usual! Currently reading "A Girl From Yamhill. A Memoir," by Beverly Cleary, c. 1988 (library book), The Stranger by Albert Camus, c. 1942 and Cooking Up Trouble by Molly O'Keefe, c. 2003
Just wanted to note that this one is the very next on the pile.
Just wanted to note that this one is the very next on the pile.
This was a quick read.
Before I send this on and I want to share a couple of passages ...
The soil was hard and baked brittle by the hot afternoon sun. Cassie gripped the small spade, digging until mounds of earth were stacked beside the flowerbeds at the side of the house. Her face and arms were streaked with dirt, her fingernails caked with grime. She raised up on her knees, staring at the sky. The weather was perfect for working outside, for relieving all her pent-up emotions. She did a quick survey of the gardens, surprised at how quickly the day's work had gone. It had been only a few hours since the confrontation with her mother, but already the painful reminders were seeming less and less important. She and her mother had said things they didn't mean, made accusations that weren't true. Her mother was under a lot of pressure - caring for an invalid husband, living with her own grief, her own guilt about her past events. Cassie wiped her sweaty palms across the front of her sweater and began digging again. Once the soil had been turned, she would go to the wooded area behind the meadow and carry back several small cacti to replace the ones that had died. The rosebushes wouldn't be so easily replaced, but she could think of something later. Presently, all she cared about was working to keep her mind off what happened to her mother. p128
Tears threatened her gray eyes. She had prayed for the past three years that she would hear from her parents again. Today, her unspoken wishes had come true. Still, there was pain. p1
*** Sending off to Georgia. Enjoy! ***
Before I send this on and I want to share a couple of passages ...
The soil was hard and baked brittle by the hot afternoon sun. Cassie gripped the small spade, digging until mounds of earth were stacked beside the flowerbeds at the side of the house. Her face and arms were streaked with dirt, her fingernails caked with grime. She raised up on her knees, staring at the sky. The weather was perfect for working outside, for relieving all her pent-up emotions. She did a quick survey of the gardens, surprised at how quickly the day's work had gone. It had been only a few hours since the confrontation with her mother, but already the painful reminders were seeming less and less important. She and her mother had said things they didn't mean, made accusations that weren't true. Her mother was under a lot of pressure - caring for an invalid husband, living with her own grief, her own guilt about her past events. Cassie wiped her sweaty palms across the front of her sweater and began digging again. Once the soil had been turned, she would go to the wooded area behind the meadow and carry back several small cacti to replace the ones that had died. The rosebushes wouldn't be so easily replaced, but she could think of something later. Presently, all she cared about was working to keep her mind off what happened to her mother. p128
Tears threatened her gray eyes. She had prayed for the past three years that she would hear from her parents again. Today, her unspoken wishes had come true. Still, there was pain. p1
*** Sending off to Georgia. Enjoy! ***
Got this in the mail today. Yay! Thanks.
paperback
Back reads:
Cassie cannot remember; someone else cannot forget.
In her minds eye Cassie can see the galloping horse, its rider... and hear the scream that follows. But there her memories end.
Her parents send her away following the accident; after 13 years, Cassie is returning to the home she barely remembers, to a sister she didn't know existed. Already someone is sending her messages warning her to leave the past alone. And Cassie must learn the hard way that the horror of the unknown is far less deadly than...remembering.
paperback
Back reads:
Cassie cannot remember; someone else cannot forget.
In her minds eye Cassie can see the galloping horse, its rider... and hear the scream that follows. But there her memories end.
Her parents send her away following the accident; after 13 years, Cassie is returning to the home she barely remembers, to a sister she didn't know existed. Already someone is sending her messages warning her to leave the past alone. And Cassie must learn the hard way that the horror of the unknown is far less deadly than...remembering.
A very interesting book. IMHO there could have been a little more suspence/action in this book. It seemed to take 4ever for anything to happen. Rather predictable plot (meaning I knew what was going on B4 Cassie ever got a clue). Still, it was a good book.
This is now available for trade or release
This is now available for trade or release
Journal Entry 6 by Bluestar741 at By Hand in By hand, A friend -- Controlled Releases on Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Released 17 yrs ago (5/17/2006 UTC) at By Hand in By hand, A friend -- Controlled Releases
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