This ended up being a pretty personal review for me, so if you don’t want to read through my melodramatic reminiscing…I suggest you (ie, the three of you that read my reviews) skip this one!__________________________________________________________________It will be absolutely impossible for me t...
10 December 2008 update added at the end.Double Helix by Nancy Werlin is young adult mystery which my daughter handed me recently. The main character, Eli Samuels, a recent high school graduate, is at a crossroads in his life in more ways than one. His mother is completely debilitated and dying o...
This book was a huge disappointment. I expected it to be like Rules, a Newberry Award winning book by Cynthia Lord. This is like Rules' evil twin. It reads like a Middle Grade book, but the content is clearly YA. It deals with Autism, spinal chord injuries, cancer, the death of a parent, cursing,...
I had read another book by Nancy Werlin & really enjoyed it. The Killer's Cousin though is a whole different animal than Impossible. This suspense novel leaves you just enough in the dark about what's taken place prior to the beginning of the book that you're just a bit confused. You know that so...
"I think it's a really nice place. Three bedrooms. Two bathrooms. Really cheap too, because the owners know my parents and trust us to take good care of it while they're away. They even have cleaners coming in every two weeks. For which, uh, we're paying, of course."He had told Lucy this before. ...
I don’t know why I went; they weren’t expecting me. Or maybe I do know. Maybe I thought I might find Daniel there. Oh, not for real, of course. But maybe I hoped I could find some memories of him there. Something to take away the feeling of that awful meeting. Did they do it on purpose, to make m...
She was sitting on the crumpled autumn leaves and fading grass of a small park. She was leaning against the trunk of a tree, with Lucy and Soledad close, holding on to her, listening to her. She remembered that the two of them had put their arms around her, walked her there, and made her sit, whi...
“Get in here,” she said. It was not an invitation; it was a command. When I hesitated, she added, “Now!” She stood in front of me with her fists on her hips. “What exactly did you say to your aunt about last night?” she demanded. “Because she was just here, and she as much as called me a slut!” I...
Then Catherine stood up too. “Personally, Phoebe, I’m very entertained by Mallory’s story. Where’s the insult? It’s creative and fascinating.” “I think so too,” said Drew. Benjamin nodded. But Phoebe looked only at her mother. “All that stuff about Mayer worshipping the faerie queen? Mayer was a ...
But he was sure to be online at midnight, as she’d asked. Wasn’t he? She wrote a little note reminding him, and read it over once, twice, a third time. Then she sighed and deleted it. She’d already asked him to be there. Nothing was more pathetic than multiple messages saying the same thing. Wait...