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My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She’s Sorry by Fredrik Backman
TOBACCO
Every seven year old deserves a superhero. That’s just how it is. Anyone who doesn’t agree needs their head examined. That’s what Elsa’s granny says, at least.
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Framed in Cherry Hills (Cozy Cat Caper Mystery #2) by Paige Sleuth
“Something is wrong,” Imogene Little said, twining her fingers together. “Willow is never late”.
Katherine Harper looked at the clock n Imogene’s home office. “It’s only twelve-fifteen. Maybe she got snaged in traffic.”
Imogene shooke her head, her auburn locks flying around her shoulders. “She would have called in that case. She would at least have picked up her phone when I called.”
Even if she were driving?”
Imogene nodded. “She has one of those fancy hands-free sets. Something must be wrong. It’s the only possibility”.
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The Sun Does Shine: How I Found Life and Freedom on Death Row
by Anthony Ray Hinton
Capital Offense
But more so than the evidence, I have never had as strong a feeling in trying any other case that the defendant just radiated guilt and pure evil as much as in the Hinton trial.
Prosecutor Bob McGregor
There is no way to know the exact second your life changes forever. You can only begin to know that moment by looking in the rear-view mirror. And trust me when I tell you that you never, ever see it coming. Did my life change forever the day I was arrested? Or did the life-changing moment happen even earlier? Was that day just the culmination of a whole series of fateful moments, poor choices, and bad luck? Or was the course of my life determined by being black and poor and growing up in a South that didn’t always care to be civil in the wake of civil rights? It’s hard to say. When you are forced to live out your life in a room the size of a bathroom-a room that’s five feet wide by seven feet long- you have plenty of time to replay the moments of your life. To imagine what might have happened if you had run when they came chasing you. Or if you had gotten that baseball scholarship. Or married that girl when you had the chance. We all do it. Replay the horrific moments of our lives and imagine them by going left instead of right, being this person instead of that person, making different choices. You don’t have to be locked up to occupy your mind and your days trying to rewrite a painful past or undo a terrible tragedy or make right a horrible wrong. But pain and tragedy and injustice happen- they happen to us all. I’d like to believe it’s what you choose to do after such an experience that matters the most- that truly changes your life forever.
I’d really like to believe that.
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The Railway Children by E. Nesbit
Narrated by Jenny Agutter
Chapter One
The Beginning Of Things
They were not railway children to begin with. I don’t suppose they had ever thought about railways except as a means of getting to Maskelyne and Cooke’s, the pantomime, Zoological Gardens, and Madame Tussaud’s. They were just ordinary suburban children, and they lived with their father and mother in an ordinary red-brick-fronted villa, with coloured glass in the front door, a tiled passage that was called a hall, a bathroom with hot and cold water, electric bells, French windows, and a good deal of white paint, and “every modern convenience”, as the house-agents say.
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The Flower Girl Murder by Keith Hirshland
Lancaster Heart continued to stare at his mobile phone. The fella on the other end had long since sighned off. He diverted his attention, momentarily, to the computer screen in front of him. The script for the lead story of that evening’s newscast was only a paragraph. A glance at the Rolex on his left wrist told him he still had plenty of time; the big red ticking numbers on the digital clock on the wall confirmed it. His gaze returned to the phone still in his hand, blank screen staring back. He exhaled.
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The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry (Harold Fry #1)
by Rachel Joyce
1
Harold and the Letter
The letter that would change everything arrived on a Tuesday. It was an ordinary morning in mid-April that smelled of clean washing and grass cuttings. Harold Fry sat at the breakfast table, freshly shaved, in a clean shirt and tie, with a slice of toast that he wasn’t eating. He gazed beyond the kitchen window at the clipped lawn, which was spiked in the middle by Maureen’s telescopic washing line, and trapped on all three sides by the neighbors’ stockade fencing.
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Box of Butterflies: Discovering the Unexpected Blessings All Around Us
by Roma Downey
STRENGTH
All my life I have been drawn to the ocean. I love the sound of the waves. The natural rhythm of the ebb and flow is like a massage for my mind and my spirit. I have always done my best thinking by the sea. And I often take my worries to the ocean’s edge and quietly pray while I walk on the sand.
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The Memory of Butterflies by Grace Greene
Prologue
My daughter, Ellen, will graduate from high school this year.
The closer we get to graduation, the harder the past is coming at me, kicking like a living creature and forcing its way back into my life. With it, it brings happy memories but also those that were gladly forgotten–including the memory of how I lost my Ellen seventeen years ago, then found her again.
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This Might Get a Little Heavy: A Memoir by Ralphie May
Part 1
Arkansas:
1977-1990
My mom killed Santa Claus with a pair of shoes
Comedians come in all shapes and sizes. We have different backgrounds and different upbringings, but the one thing we have in common is that we are all skeptics. None of us take as gospel what we are told by teachers, parents, employers, politicians, media, anyone in a position of power. We approach all of it with a healthy dose of caution – actually, cynicism – including when it comes from the audience. Especially if the audience is shitty.
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The Eye Opener by Indrajit Garai
The Postman knocks on our door: a registered mail for me.
After waiting for seven months, the document from our notary office has arrived finally. I was leaving for work, but, I put my laptop down, take the deed to my desk, and start checking it page by page. Not that I’m expecting any error, but just in case. This apartment is important for many reasons.
“Is everything alright, Franck?”
I look up. Armelle is standing beside me, worried. I draw her closer and press my check against her bulging belly.
“Yes. Our son can arrive in peace now.”
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Murder in Cherry Hills (Cozy Cat Caper Mystery #1) by Paige Sleuth
Chapter One
Katherine Harper knew something was wrong when she opened her front door late Tuesday morning and saw Matilda sitting outside her apartment.
Kat scrunched up her nose as she looked down at the cat. “Matty, what are you doing here? You live next door.”
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Blakely
Redefining Family
Australian Shepherd – Ohio
Blakely is a four-legged lesson in compassion for those who are different. As a nursery companion dog raising orphaned infant animals into into well-adjusted adults at the Cincinnati Zoo, he has cared for cheetahs, ocelots, a wallaby, a bat-eared fox. a serval, a takin, and even a warthog.
Blakely’s babysitting services aren’t just helpful to the zookeepers; they can be life-saving for orphaned animals who are unable to learn survival skills from their mothers. “If an animal is snarling at another who hasn’t been taught to understand that it means back off, the can be killed,” explains Dawn Strasser, the Cincinnati Zoo’s head keeper. Blakely teaches the nursery-bound babies the social skills that they need to thrive, and he comforts then while they sleep.
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College Grad Seeks Meaningful, Gainful Employment. Fails
I needed a job because I needed money to pay rent, a position most people find themselves in at some point in time. More than that, I wanted to climb onto what I saw as the first rung of adulthood: a career-track job that you got business cards for and had to wear a suit to. I wanted to be taken seriously. I was obsessed with doing what I thought I should do because, up to this point, It’s worked out pretty well for me.
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Chapter 1
New York exists because of it’s harbor- although it is not officially called a harbor but rather Upper New York Bay. Five miles long from Staten Island in the south to the southern tip of Manhattan in the north and four miles wide from Brooklyn in the east to New Jersey in the west, the Upper Bay forms one of the largest natural harbors in the world.
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Why Is Charlie Brown’s Teacher Talking To Me?
I had the coolest language arts teacher in the eighth grade. Not only did Mrs. Smith make studying grammar, composition, and public speaking a fun activity, but she also took the time to invest in our lives. Her assignments were creative and entertaining, and the often involved her stuents really digging into their tender junior high bains, forcing us to take a good strong look at who we currently were as well as who we wanted to be.
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The Stowaway: A Young Man’s Extraordinary Adventure to Antarctica by Laurie Gwen Shapiro
Prologue
With his back against the sunset, a seventeen year old boy lingered on the docks along the Hudson River. By his calculations, it was a ten minute swim from where he stood to the ship.
The new high school gratuate waited, his soft grey eyes fixed on the City Of New York, moored and heavily guarded on the Hoboken piers. The sun went down at six forty-five, this day, August 24, 1928, but still he fought back his adrenaline. He wanted true darkness before carrying out his plan. At noon the next day, the ship would leave New York Harbor and sail nine thousand miles to the frozen continent of Antarctica, the last frontier on earth left to explore. He intended to be aboard.
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Best Day Ever by Kaira Rouda
Morning 9:00 a.m.
I glance at my wife as she climbs into the passenger seat, sunlight bouncing off her shiny blond hair like sparklers lit for the Fourth of July, and I am bursting with confidence. Everything is as it should be.
Here we are, just the two of us, about to spend the weekend at our lake house. Today represents everything I’ve worked for, that we have built together. The sun blasts through my driver’s side window with such intensity I feel the urge to hold my hand up to the side of my face to shield my eyes, even though my sunglasses are dark and should be doing the job. Under any other circumstances, on any other day, they would be, I know. But today, something is different between us; some strange tension pulses through the still air of the car’s interior. I cannot see it, but it’s here. I’d like to name it. Discover it’s source and eliminate it.
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The Story Of Arthur Truluv by Elizabeth Berg
In the six months since the November day that his wife, Nola, was buried, Arthur Moses has been having lunch with her every day. He rides the bus to the cemetery and when he gets there, he takes his sweet time walking over to her plot: she will bee there no matter when he arrives. She will be there and be there and be there.
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High Seas Homicide (Hannaford British Cozy #1) by Danielle Collins
Lucy Hannaford was in the middle of racking her brains for what she would do next when her husband John came home from work. He worked as a tax attorney for the city of London- the least glamorous job anyone could possible have. She didn’t envy his work. He came home weary, his head down, his back hunched over. He went straight for the armchair every day, not even bothering to change his clothes. He pushed his shoes off his feet, then scrounged around for the television remote.
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The Art of Hiding by Amanda Prowse
Nina caught the red light only a spit away from the entrance to the boys’ school. It was a regular frustration at the beginning of the day and something she tended to see as an omen.
Green light, good day. Red light, bad day.
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