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| Confession: I didn't know much about the refugee crisis beyond the headlines we've all seen, and I'm not a big non-fiction reader either. So this book surprised me in so many wonderful ways. For one thing, Carstensen is a journalist who's covered the ...more | |
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| Here's something I don't get to say or write often: Loved and Missed is one of the most beautifully written novels I have ever read. Don't be mislead by the page count—there is nothing slight about this book. The subject matter is weighty, yes, but B ...more | |
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| I put my whole heart into this story, so I'm a bit biased. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. So excited to share the new one when it's done! ...more | |
"If I were John Banville, I'd be tremendously proud to find my masterpiece resting a mere two million places below Fifty Shades of Shite in the Goodreads rankings.
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“We didn’t talk much. The things I’d needed to say before didn’t matter anymore and what mattered now was too hard to hear. So Jamie didn’t tell me he’d be gone before Christmas, or that I was the first girl he ever loved. I didn’t tell him I had wanted it to be him all along, or that he was my first everything. Instead, we sat shivering and holding hands, and let ourselves believe we were lucky just a little while longer.”
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“We didn’t talk much. The things I’d needed to say before didn’t matter anymore and what mattered now was too hard to hear. So Jamie didn’t tell me he’d be gone before Christmas, or that I was the first girl he ever loved. I didn’t tell him I had wanted it to be him all along, or that he was my first everything. Instead, we sat shivering and holding hands, and let ourselves believe we were lucky just a little while longer.”
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