Whew! Seldom has there been a book where I have cried on and off throughout the entire book but..........................this was a first. Some may think it's a sappy kind of book but I really enjoyed reading it, sappy or not. I spent most of the book wanting the husband to get hit by a bus hea...
The story of the siege of Leningrad was very descriptive, tragic and depressing. But I feel it was historially important to hear this tale. The current story about the two bitchy sisters with dirty mouths and their cold, unloving mother was equally depressing but was totally unimportant and pre...
I just read this story. Oddly enough, I started it w/o reading the synopsis so didn't realize what it was going to be about. My mother passed away a few months ago and this really hit home for me. One of the last things she told me was not to worry, she's going to live to play with her grand chil...
This was a very good short story. I got it free on my Kindle, which makes it even better. However, if I had read that it was about a child that goes missing, I might not have read it. But everything works out in the end. It's a tearjerker. One quote that stood out to me was "I didn't know then th...
Between Sisters by Kristin Hannah, is another heartwarming story told by this truly phenomenal author! I have read most of Hannah's books, and I really enjoy her storytelling ability. Hannah truly draws readers in and never lets them go until the novel is over – IT’S GREAT! I loved this book and...
Uggg....Kristin Hannah. I thought I would give her another chance. I have read books by her that have drawn me in, that have been well written and beautiful (Firefly Lane, Winter Garden), books that made me think she could really write.And then I read books written by her that made me cringe a...
This is one of the soft-reads I have chosen as in-betweener, to escape a little from the heavy-handed, often depressing, other books I love to indulge in. It is a well-constructed, intriguing story that kept me going forward despite the obvious clues of the outcome. There even might have been qui...
Nora Bridge had what appeared to be the American dream – a devoted husband, two loving daughters, and a quaint beachhouse on Summer Island. Yet one day she turned her back on them all and vanished into thin air. A decade later her youngest daughter Ruby finds herself grappling with the heartbrea...
Warm sweat slid through the damp hair plastered to her cheeks and drizzled down the valley between her breasts. She sopped the moisture from her shoulders and throat with the crumpled white shirtwaist she'd ripped in half at lunch. Her tired gaze lifted to the immense, twi...
I mean it. If they won't give me drugs, get a baseball bat and hit me. This breathing is bullsh—aagh!" Kate felt the pain twist through her insides and tear her apart.Beside her Johnny was saying "Come on . . . ha ha ha . . . you can do it. Breathe ha . . . ha . . . like this. Remember our class?...
I say to Kate. “How am I supposed to think with you making that racket? It’s not like these are pleasant memories for me.” I am not humming. “Okay. Quit beeping. What are you, the Road Runner?” The sound is soft at first, lik...
Then I go inside. B y morning, the snow is almost gone. I stand at my window, staring out at the green, sunlit backyard. I can see a corner of one of the cabins. The roof shingles are furred with thick moss. Come spring, I imagine that tiny flowers will sprout up from the mossy patches. &...
Not away, of course; it was simply too entertaining to release altogether, but other transgressions by other lovers had come along to replace it. The only people who seemed determined to hang on to the old animosities were Winona and Dad, and Vivi Ann understood their concerns. In time, though, s...
While Miles showered and dressed for work, she stood at her bedroom window, sipping coffee, trying to imagine how she could improve the borders in her garden. The lines weren’t quite crisp enough, and she really wasn’t happy with some of the lighting. It was too bad she hadn’t noticed that in Sep...
As usual, you’re holding your troubles close to your chest, thinking I can’t understand. Me being the wicked stepmother and all. For years, I’ve let you run the show on who we are. I’m tired of that. Maybe it’s because I’m old and you don’t scare me like you used to. Or maybe it’s because I’m alo...
I know these modern seat belts are a good thing, but they make me feel claustrophobic. I belong to a generation that didn’t expect to be protected from every danger. I remember what it used to be like, back in the days when one was required to make smart choices. We knew the risks and took them a...