Temukan book favorit Anda selanjutnya

Jadilah anggota hari ini dan baca gratis selama 30 hariMulai 30 hari gratis Anda

Informasi Buku

I Found You: A Novel

Name: I Found You: A Novel
Brand: Atria Books
Price: 9.99 USD
Availability: InStock
Rating: 4.2 (145 reviews)
ISBN: 9781501154614

Oleh Lisa Jewell

Tindakan Buku

Mulai Membaca

Nilai:

Penilaian: 4 dari 5 bintang4/5 (145 penilaian)

Panjangnya: 386 halaman5 jam

Penerbit:: Atria Books
Dirilis:: Apr 25, 2017
ISBN:: 9781501154614
Format:: Buku

Deskripsi

“Readers of Liane Moriarty, Paula Hawkins, and Ruth Ware will love.” —Library Journal (starred review)

“Jewell’s novel explores the space between going missing and being lost….how the plots intersect and finally collide is one of the great thrills of reading Jewell’s book. She ratchets up the tension masterfully, and her writing is lively.” —The New York Times

In the windswept British seaside town of Ridinghouse Bay, single mom Alice Lake finds a man sitting on a beach outside her house. He has no name, no jacket, and no idea how he got there. Against her better judgment, she invites him inside.

Meanwhile, in a suburb of London, newlywed Lily Monrose grows anxious when her husband fails to return home from work one night. Soon, she receives even worse news: according to the police, the man she married never even existed.

Twenty-three years earlier, Gray and Kirsty Ross are teenagers on a summer holiday with their parents. The annual trip to Ridinghouse Bay is uneventful, until an enigmatic young man starts paying extra attention to Kirsty. Something about him makes Gray uncomfortable—and it’s not just because he’s a protective older brother.

Who is the man on the beach? Where is Lily’s missing husband? And what ever happened to the man who made such a lasting and disturbing impression on Gray?

“A mystery with substance” (Kirkus Reviews), I Found You is a delicious collision course of a novel, filled with the believable characters, stunning writing, and “surprising revelations all the way up to the ending” (Booklist) that make the New York Times bestselling author of Then She Was Gone Lisa Jewell so beloved by audiences on both sides of the Atlantic.

Baca Selengkapnya

Tindakan Buku

Mulai Membaca

Informasi Buku

I Found You: A Novel

Oleh Lisa Jewell

Nilai:

Penilaian: 4 dari 5 bintang4/5 (145 penilaian)

Panjangnya: 386 halaman5 jam

Deskripsi

Baca Selengkapnya

Penerbit:: Atria Books
Dirilis:: Apr 25, 2017
ISBN:: 9781501154614
Format:: Buku

Tentang penulis

Lisa Jewell

Lisa Jewell is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of eighteen novels, including The Family Upstairs and Then She Was Gone, as well as Watching You and I Found You. Her novels have sold more than 4.5 million copies internationally, and her work has also been translated into twenty-five languages. Connect with her on Twitter @LisaJewellUK, on Instagram @LisaJewellUK, and on Facebook @LisaJewellOfficial.

Penulis Terkait

Skip carousel

carousel previous carousel next

Terkait dengan I Found You

Kategori Terkait

Pratinjau Buku

I Found You - Lisa Jewell

dog)

PART ONE

1

Alice Lake lives in a house by the sea. It is a tiny house, a coast guard’s cottage, built more than three hundred years ago for people much smaller than her. The ceilings slope and bulge and her fourteen-year-old son needs to bow his head to get through the front door. They were all so little when she moved them here from London six years ago. Jasmine was ten. Kai was eight. And Romaine, the baby, was just four months old. She hadn’t imagined that one day she’d have a gangling child of almost six foot. She hadn’t imagined that they’d ever outgrow this place.

Alice sits in her tiny room at the top of her tiny house. From here she runs her business. She makes art from old maps which she sells on the Internet for silly money. Silly money for a piece of art made from old maps, perhaps, but not silly money for a single mother of three. She sells a couple a week. It’s enough, just about.

Beyond her window, between Victorian streetlights, a string of sun-faded bunting swings back and forth in the boisterous April wind. To the left there is a slipway where small fishing boats form a colorful spine down to a concrete jetty and where the great, dreadful froth of the North Sea hits the rocky shoreline. And beyond that the sea. Black and infinite. Alice still feels awed by the sea, by its vast proximity. In Brixton, where she lived before, she had a view of walls, of other people’s gardens, of distant towers and fumy skies. And suddenly, overnight,

there was all this sea. When she sits on the sofa on the other side of the room it is all she can see, as though it is a part of the room, as though it is about to seep through the window frames and drown them all.

She brings her gaze back to the screen of her iPad. On it she can see a small square room, a cat sitting on a green sofa licking its haunches, a pot of tea on the coffee table. She can hear voices from elsewhere, her mother talking to the carer. Her father talking to her mother. She can’t quite hear what they’re saying because the microphone on the webcam she set up in their living room last time she visited doesn’t pick up sound properly in other rooms. But Alice is reassured that the carer is there, that her parents will be fed and medicated, washed and dressed, and that for an hour or two she won’t need to worry about them.

That’s another thing she hadn’t imagined when she’d moved north six years ago. That her spry, clever, just-turned-seventy-year-old parents would both develop Alzheimer’s within weeks of each other and require constant supervision and care.

On the screen on Alice’s laptop is an order form from a man called Max Fitzgibbon. He wants a rose made out of maps of Cumbria, Chelsea, and Saint-Tropez for his wife’s fiftieth birthday. Alice can picture the man: well-preserved, silver-haired, in a heather-colored Joules zip-neck sweater, still hopelessly in love with his wife after twenty-five years of marriage. She can tell all this from his name, his address, from his choice of gift (big blowsy English roses have always been her favorite flower, he says in the any other comments box).

Alice looks up from her screen and down through her window. He is still there. The man on the beach.

He’s been there all day, since she opened her curtains at seven o’clock this morning, sitting on the damp sand, his arms around his knees, staring and staring out to sea. She’s kept an

eye on him, concerned that he might be about to top himself. That had happened once before. A young man, deathly pale in the blue-white moonlight, had left his coat on the beach and just disappeared. Alice is still haunted by the thought of him, three years later.

But this man doesn’t move. He just sits and stares. The air today is cold and blowing in hard, bringing with it a veil of icy droplets from the surface of the sea. But the man is wearing only a shirt and jeans. No jacket. No bag. No hat or scarf. There’s something worrying about him; not quite scruffy enough to be a drifter, not quite strange enough to be a mental health patient from the day care center in town. He looks too healthy to be a junkie and he hasn’t touched a drop of alcohol. He just looks . . . Alice searches her mind for the right word and then it comes to her. He looks lost.

An hour later the rain comes down. Alice peers through the spattered windowpanes and down to the beach below. He’s still there. His brown hair is stuck to his skull and his shoulders and sleeves are dark with water. In half an hour she needs to collect Romaine from school. She makes a split-second decision.

Hero! she calls to the brindle Staffy.

Sadie! she calls to the ancient poodle.

Griff! she calls to the greyhound. Walkies!

Alice has three dogs. Griff, the greyhound, is the only one she deliberately went out and chose. The poodle is her parents’. She is eighteen years old and should be dead by rights. Half her fur is gone and her legs are bald and thin as birds’ but she still insists on joining the other dogs for a walk. And Hero, the Staffy, belonged to Barry, a man who’d rented her shed from her a while back. He disappeared one day and left everything

behind, including his mental dog. Hero has to wear a muzzle on the street; otherwise she attacks prams and scooters.

Alice clips their leads to their collars as they circle her ankles and notices something else that Barry left behind in his midnight flit, hanging from the coat hooks next to the leads. A shabby old jacket. She automatically wrinkles her nose at the sight of it. She once slept with Barry in a moment of sheer stupidity—and intense loneliness—and regretted it from the moment he lay down on top of her and she realized that he smelled of cheese. That it emanated from every crevice of his slightly lardy body. She’d held her breath and got on with it but ever after she associated him with that smell.

She plucks the jacket gingerly from the peg and drapes it over her arm. Then she takes the dogs and an umbrella and heads toward the beach.

Here, she says, passing the coat to the man. It’s a bit smelly but it’s waterproof. And look, it has a hood.

The man turns slowly and looks at her.

He doesn’t seem to have registered her intention, so she babbles.

It belonged to Barry. Ex-lodger. He was about the same size as you. But you smell better. Well, not that I can tell from here. But you look like you smell nice.

The man looks at Alice and then down at the jacket.

Well, she says, do you want it?

Still no response.

Look. I’m just going to leave it here with you. I don’t need it and I don’t want it and you may as well keep it. Even if you just use it to sit on. Shove it in a bin if you like.

She drops it near his feet and straightens herself up. His eyes follow her.

Thank you.

Ah, so you do talk?

He looks surprised. Of course I talk.

He has a southern accent. His eyes are the same shade of ginger brown as his hair and the stubble on his chin. He’s handsome. If you like that kind of thing.

Good, she says, putting her free hand into her pocket, the other grasping the handle of her umbrella. Glad to hear it.

He smiles and clutches the damp jacket in his fist. You sure?

About that? She eyes the jacket. You’d be doing me a favor. Seriously.

He pulls the jacket on over his wet clothes and fiddles with the zip for a while before fastening it. Thank you, he says again. Really.

Alice turns to check the locations of the dogs. Sadie sits thin and damp by her feet; the other two are scampering at the water’s edge. Then she turns back to the man. Why don’t you get indoors, out of this rain? she asks. Forecast says it’s set to rain till tomorrow morning. You’re going to make yourself ill.

Who are you? he asks, his eyes narrowed, as though she’d introduced herself already and he’d momentarily forgotten her name.

I’m Alice. You don’t know me.

No, he says. I don’t. He appears reassured by this.

Anyway, says Alice, I’d better get on.

Sure.

Alice takes up the slack in Sadie’s lead and the poodle gets unsteadily to her feet, like a freshly birthed giraffe.

She calls for the other two. They ignore her. She tuts and calls again.

Bloody idiots, she mutters under her breath. Come on! she yells, striding toward them. Get here now!

They are both in and out of the sea. Hero is covered in a

layer of green-hued mulch. They will stink. And it is nearly time to collect Romaine. She can’t be late again. She’d been late yesterday because she’d overrun on a piece of work, forgotten the time, and at 3:50 had to retrieve Romaine from the school office, where the secretary had looked at her over the top of the desk screen as though she were a stain on the carpet.

Come on, you shitbags! She strides across the beach and makes a grab for Griff. Griff thinks a game has been suggested and darts playfully away. She goes after Hero, who runs away from her. Meanwhile poor Sadie is being dragged about by her scrawny neck, barely able to stand upright, and the rain is coming down and Alice’s jeans are sodden and her hands icy cold and the time is ticking away. She lets out a yell of frustration and takes an approach she used with all the children when they were toddlers.

Fine, she says, "fine. You stay here. See how you get on without me. Go and beg for scraps outside the fucking butcher’s. Have a good life."

The dogs stop and look at her. She turns and walks away.

Do you want some dogs? she calls to the man, who is still sitting in the rain. Seriously? Do you want them? You can have them.

The man startles and looks up at her with his gingerbread eyes. I . . . I . . .

She rolls her eyes. I’m not being serious.

No, he says. No. I know that.

She strides toward the slipway, toward the steps carved into the seawall. It’s three thirty. The dogs stop at the shoreline, glance at each other, then back at Alice. Then they run for her, arriving at her feet seconds later, salty and pungent.

Alice starts up the steps and then turns back when the man calls after her.

Excuse me! he says. Excuse me. Where am I?

What?

Where am I? What’s the name of this place?

She laughs. Really?

Yes, he says. Really.

This is Ridinghouse Bay.

He nods. Right, he says. Thank you.

Get inside, will you, she says softly to the man. Please get out of this rain.

He smiles apologetically and Alice waves and heads toward the school, hoping he’ll be gone by the time she gets back.

Alice knows she’s something of an oddball in Ridinghouse Bay. Which, in fairness, was already pretty full of oddballs before she arrived. But even in a town this strange Alice stands out with her Brixton accent and her Benetton family and her slightly brusque ways. Not to mention the dogs. They make a show of her everywhere she goes. They will not walk to heel, they bark and snap, they whine outside shops. She’s seen people cross the street to avoid her animals, Hero in particular with her muzzle and her huge muscular shoulders.

Ever since she got here Alice has played the role of the enigmatic, slightly scary loner, though that is not at all what she is. In London she had friends coming out of her ears. More friends than she knew what to do with. She was a party girl, a come-over-later-with-a-bottle-of-vodka-we’ll-put-the-world-to-rights girl. She’d been the kind of mum to stand at the school gates after drop-off and say, come on then, who’s up for a coffee? And she’d be there at the heart of them all, laughing the loudest, talking the most. Until she pushed it too far and blew her life open.

But she has a friend here now. Someone who gets her. Derry Dynes. They met eighteen months ago, on Romaine’s first day in school. Their eyes met and there was a flash of mutual recognition, of shared delight. Fancy a coffee? Derry Dynes had said, seeing the film of tears over Alice’s eyes as she watched her baby girl disappear into the classroom. Or something stronger?

Derry is about five years older than Alice and about a foot shorter. She has a son the same age as Romaine and a grown-up daughter who lives in Edinburgh. She loves dogs (she’s the type to let them kiss her on her mouth) and she loves Alice. Early on she learned that Alice was prone to making terrible decisions and letting life run away with her and now she acts as Alice’s moderator. She sits and counsels Alice for hours about issues she has with the school over their handling of Romaine’s learning difficulties but stops her from storming into the office to shout at the secretary. She’ll share two bottles of wine with her on a school night but encourage her to stick the cork back into the third. She tells her which hairdresser to go to and what to ask for—"ask for stepped layers, not feathered, and a half head of highlights with foils." She used to be a hairdresser but now she’s a Reiki therapist. And she has more of an idea about Alice’s finances than Alice herself.

She’s standing outside the school now, under a huge red umbrella, her boy Danny and Romaine nestled together underneath.

Christ. Thank you. Dogs went mental on the beach and I couldn’t get them back.

She leans down to kiss the crown of Romaine’s head and takes her lunch box from her.

What on earth were you doing on the beach in this weather?

Alice tuts and says, You don’t want to know.

No, says Derry. I do.

Are you busy? Got time for a cup of tea?

Derry looks down at her son and says, Well, I was supposed to be taking this one into town for shoes . . .

Well, just come via mine then, I’ll show you.

Look, she says, standing by the seawall, peering down through the cascade of rain pouring off her umbrella.

He is still there.

Him? says Derry.

Yeah. Him. I gave him that jacket. One of Barry’s.

Derry gives an involuntary shudder. She remembers Barry too. Alice gave her a very thorough and evocative description of events at the time.

Did he not have a coat then? Before?

No. Sitting there in a shirt. Soaked. Asked me where he was.

The two children pull themselves up onto the edge of the wall by their fingertips and peer over.

Where he was?

Yes. He seemed a bit confused.

Don’t get involved, says Derry.

Who said I was getting involved?

You gave him a jacket. You’re already getting involved.

That was just an act of simple human kindness.

Yes, says Derry. Exactly.

Alice tuts at her friend and heads away from the seawall. Are you seriously going shopping? she asks her. In this?

Derry peers into the dark skies overhead and says, No. Maybe not.

Come on then, says Alice. Come to mine. I’ll put a fire on.

Derry and Danny stay for a couple of hours. The little ones play in the living room while Derry and Alice sit in the kitchen and drink tea. Jasmine returns at four o’clock, soaked to the skin, with a wet rucksack full of GCSE coursework, no coat, and no umbrella. Kai comes back at four thirty with two friends from school. Alice makes spaghetti for tea and Derry stops her opening a bottle of wine on account of her having to go home. She and Danny leave at six o’clock. It is still raining. Small rivers of muddy rainwater pour down the slipway to the beach and cascade off rooftops. And now a howling wind has set to, sending the rain onto the perpendicular, driving it into everything.

From the top floor of the house Alice sees that the man is still there. He’s no longer in the middle of the beach. He’s moved back toward the seawall and he’s sitting on a pile of rope. His face is turned up to the sky and his eyes are closed and something inside Alice aches when she looks at him. Of course he may be mad. He may be dangerous. But she thinks of his sad amber-brown eyes and the softness of his voice when he asked her where he was. And she is here in her home full of people, a pile of logs burning in the fireplace, warm and dry and safe. She can’t be here knowing that he is there.

She makes him a cup of tea, pours it into a flask, tells the big ones to keep an eye on Romaine, and goes to him.

Here, she says, passing him the flask.

He takes it from her and smiles.

I thought I told you to go indoors.

I remember that, he says.

Good, she says. But I see you didn’t take my advice.

I can’t go indoors.

Are you homeless?

He nods. Then shakes his head. Then says, I think so. I don’t know.

You don’t know? Alice laughs softly. How long have you been sitting out here?

I got here last night.

Where did you come from?

He turns and looks at her. His eyes are wide and fearful. I have no idea.

Alice pulls away slightly. Now she’s starting to regret coming down here. Getting involved, as Derry said. Seriously? she says.

He pushes his damp hair off his forehead and sighs. Seriously. Then he holds the flask aloft. Cheers, he says. You’re very kind.

Alice stares out toward the sea. She’s not sure how to respond. Half of her wants to get back indoors to the warmth, the other feels like she needs to play this out a bit longer. She asks him another question. What’s your name?

I think, he says, gazing into his tea, that I have lost my memory. I mean—he turns to her suddenly—that makes sense, doesn’t it? It’s the only thing that makes sense. Because I don’t know what my name is. And I must have a name. Everyone has a name. Don’t they?

Alice nods.

And I don’t know why I’m here or how I got here. And the more I think about it the more I think I’ve lost my memory.

Ah, says Alice. Yes. That makes sense. Do you . . . are you injured? She points at his head.

He runs a hand over his skull for a moment, then looks at her. No, he says. It doesn’t look like it.

Have you ever lost your memory before?

I don’t know, he says, so ingenuously that they both laugh.

You know you’re in the north, don’t you? she asks.

No, he says. I didn’t know that.

And you have a southern accent. Is that where you come from?

He shrugs. I guess so.

Jesus, says Alice, this is crazy. I assume you’ve checked all your pockets.

Yeah, he says. I found some stuff. Didn’t know what to make of any of it though.

Have you still got it?

Yes. He leans to one side. It’s here. He pulls a handful of wet paper from his back pocket. Oh.

Alice stares at the mulch and then into the darkening sky. She pulls her hands down her face and exhales. Right, she says. "I must be mad. Well, actually, I am mad. But I have a studio room, in my backyard. I usually rent it out but it’s empty right now. Why don’t you come and spend a night there? We’ll dry out these bits of paper, then maybe tomorrow we can start putting you together? Yes?"

He turns and stares at her disbelievingly. Yes, he says. Yes, please.

I have to warn you, she says, getting to her feet. I live in chaos. I have three very loud, rude children and three untrained dogs and my house is a mess. So don’t come with me expecting a sanctuary. It’s far from it.

He nods. Honestly, he says. Whatever. I really don’t mind. I’m just so grateful. I can’t believe how kind you’re being.

No, says Alice, leading the wet stranger up the stone steps and toward her cottage, neither can I.

2

Lily’s stomach is clenched as hard as a rock. Her heart has been beating so fast and for so long that she feels like she might pass out. She stands and heads for the window as she’s done every couple of minutes for the past twenty-three and a half hours. In thirty minutes she’ll call the police again. That’s how long they said she had to wait before she could report him as officially missing. But she’d known he was missing within an hour of him not coming home from work last night. She felt it like a slick of ice down her spine. They only got back from their honeymoon ten days before. He’d been racing back from work, sometimes early, and certainly never more than a minute late. He’d been coming home with gifts, with two-week anniversary cards, with flowers. He’d spring through the door and say, God, baby, I missed you so much, and then breathe her in, desperately.

Until last night. He wasn’t there at six. He wasn’t there at half six. He wasn’t there at seven. Each minute felt like an hour. His phone rang and rang for the first hour. And then, suddenly, it stopped ringing, no voice mail, just a flat high-pitched tone. Lily was filled with blind, raging impotence.

The police . . . well, Lily had not had an opinion either way about the British police before last night. Much in the same way as you wouldn’t have an opinion about your local launderette if you’d never had to use it. But she has an opinion now. A very strong one.

In twenty minutes she can call them again. For what good it will do her. She knows what they think. They think, stupid young girl, foreign accent, probably a mail-order bride. (She is not a mail-order bride. She met her husband in a real-life situation, face-to-face.) She knows the woman she spoke to thinks her husband is messing about behind her back. Having an affair. Something like that. She could hear it in the slackness of her tone of voice. Is it possible, she’d said, that he just got waylaid after work? In the pub? She could tell that the woman was doing something else as she talked to her, flipping through a magazine, maybe, or filing her nails.

No! she’d said. No! He doesn’t go to the pub. He just comes home. To me.

Which had been the wrong thing to say, in retrospect. She’d imagined the sardonic lift of the policewoman’s eyebrow.

Lily doesn’t know who else to call. She knows Carl has a mother, she’s spoken to her on the phone, just once, on their wedding day, but she hasn’t met her yet. Her name is Maria or Mary or Marie or something like that and she lives . . . well, God, Lily doesn’t know where she lives. Something beginning with S, she thinks. To the west? Or maybe the east. Carl told her once, but she can’t remember. And Carl keeps all his numbers stored in his phone. So what can she do?

She also knows that Carl has a sister. Her name is Suzanne. Susan? She’s much older than him and lives near the mother in the place beginning with S. They are estranged. He hasn’t told her why. And he has a friend called Russ who calls every few days to talk about football and the weather and a drink they really should have one day soon but it’s so hard to organize because he has a new baby.

Lily is sure there are other people in Carl’s life but she’s only known him since February, only been married for three weeks,

and only lived with him for ten days, so she’s still new to Carl’s world. And new to this country. She knows no one here and nobody knows her. Luckily Lily’s English is fluent so there’s no communication issue to deal with. But still, everything is so different here. And it’s strange to be completely alone.

Finally the time ticks over to 6:01 p.m. and Lily picks up her phone and calls the police.

Hello, she says to the man who answers the phone, my name is Mrs. Lily Monrose. I’d like to report a missing person.

3

Sorry, says the woman called Alice, leaning across a small table to open a pair of navy-blue curtains. It’s a bit musty. It’s been weeks since I had anyone in here.

He looks around. He’s in a small timber room with a Velux window in the roof and a glazed door which opens into Alice’s back garden. It’s furnished spartanly. There’s a camp bed on one side, a sink, a fridge, a Baby Belling, a plug-in heater, the table, two plastic chairs, grimy rush matting on the floor. But the timber walls are painted an elegant shade of green and hung with an assortment of very attractive artworks: flowers and faces and buildings seemingly made from tonal slivers of old maps, skillfully collaged together. And by the camp bed is a pretty beaded lamp. The overall effect is quite pleasant. But she’s right, it does smell; an unhappy blend of must and damp.

There’s an outdoor toilet next door. No one else uses it. And you can use our downstairs bathroom during the day; it’s just off the back porch. Come on. I’ll show you. Her tone is clipped and slightly scary.

As he follows her across the graveled backyard, he takes in the form of her. A tall woman, slim enough, if a bit heavy around the middle. She’s dressed in narrow-fitting black jeans and an oversized sweater, presumably to camouflage the heavy middle and accentuate the long legs. She’s wearing military-style boots. Her hair is a springy mass of caramel and

honey and treacle and mud. Bad highlights, he thinks, and then wonders how he has an opinion on such things. Is he a hairdresser?

The tiny door at the back of the house sticks as she attempts to open it and she gives it a well-practiced kick at the base. Ahead and down three steps is a galley kitchen; to the left is a cheap plywood door leading into a rather sad bathroom.

We all use the one upstairs so you’ll pretty much have this one to yourself. Shall I put a bath on for you? Warm you up?

She turns on screeching taps before he has answered either way. She pulls up the sleeves of her oversized sweater to stir the water and he notes her elbows. The wrinkled misshapen pockets of them. Forty, forty-five, he thinks to himself. She turns and smiles. Right, she says. Let’s get you something to eat while that’s running. And get these things on the radiator. She takes the damp bits and pieces she

Anda telah mencapai akhir dari pratinjau ini. Daftarlah untuk membaca selengkapnya!

Mulai uji coba gratis Anda

Halaman 1 dari 1

Ulasan

Wow! A thriller, great plot twists, dark secrets, believable characters.

Rating: 4

There are two story lines going on in I Found You. For starters, Alice, a single mom, finds a man who looks lost on the beach near her home. Alice is kind and takes in this man who can't seem to remember who he is or where he's from. Meanwhile, Lily, a young woman living in London,is starting to panic because her husband has not returned home for several days. As in all of Jewell's novels,

Rating: 4

East Yorkshire: Alice Lake finds a man on the beach outside her house. He has no name, no jacket, no idea what he is doing there. She invites him in to her home. Lily Monrose‘s husband fails to come home. Are these men one and the same? Read Lisa Jewell‘s novel to find out. She brings us another brilliant story which is hard to resist. She had my mind spinning while listening to the audio. Highly recommended!

Rating: 5

Lily's new husband doesn't come home and she can't find him. Almost simultaneously Alice finds a man who doesn't know who he is. Are they the same man?The novel works its way through these plot strands and we understand that they are edging closer and closer towards each other. Much of the book describes events from 22 years earlier but its connection to either of these more contemporary plots is not clear until the latter half of the book.I so enjoyed my first book by Lisa Jewell that I determined to read another, and I've enjoyed this one too. She is an excellent storyteller and her style is very readable.

Rating: 5

This book was well written, not much of a mystery as there were only a couple possible outcomes.The middle of the story also starts to drag a bit with the character Alice and “Frank” as the begin to build their relationship, which I didn’t really care about, especially since it was obvious how it was going to turn out. But the parts I didn’t like were small and overall it was a good story.

Rating: 4

I thoroughly enjoyed this book. Great story which kept me guessing, terrific narrator with a talent for accents and an overall 'don't want to put it down' experience.

Rating: 4

This book really held my attention after having it for so long. Interesting premise with lots of twists and turns.

Rating: 4

There's a man sitting on the beach, just sitting there, for hours and hours...when Alice takes him a jacket and offers him shelter from the cold and rain she learns that he doesn't know who he is or where he's from or why he's there.As the story progresses we find out all of those answers. His story is haunting.At one point I was really caught up in the storyline but I think the ending fell a little flat so I keep going back and forth with 3.5 or 4

Rating: 4

In Yorkshire, Alice notices someone sitting on the beach in the pouring rain. Meanwhile in Surrey, Russian Lily is distraught when her new husband fails to return home from work. What is the connection? This was an enjoyable read with its mix of suspense and mystery but maybe not one of this author's very best books. The 1993 sections were interesting as the starting point for the story - a simple family holiday which takes a sinister turn . The characters were "human" in that the reader could relate to them and their actions. Generous and good hearted Alice, rude and rather abrupt Lily plus the man on the beach who is so confused, doesn't know who he is or what he's doing there - but read on, all will be revealed in due course!

Rating: 3

I waited a long time to write the review on I Found You because I was pretty conflicted about how I should rate it. On one hand, I could not put it down, and the book had a lot of twist and turns that I did not see coming (the big one I did figure out but not for a while); on the other hand, the female protagonist drove me a little nutty and was fairly unlikable, and several characters did things that no person I know would do. In the end, the fact that I could not put it down and there were some good twists led me to give I Found You 4 stars. Lisa Jewell does a phenomenal job setting up the story and making it unfold in a page-turning manner. I do not want to spoil even one bit of the story so I will not say any more about the plot other than to say that I woke up in the middle of the night and figured out one section of the mystery. That has never happened to me before, and I took that as I sign that I Found You was a really good book if I was thinking about it as I slept!I Found You is a clever thriller that I generally enjoyed a lot. Thanks to Atria Books and NetGalley for the chance to read this ARC in exchange for an honest review.

Rating: 4

Highly formulated thriller. Fair at best.

Rating: 3

Loved this book from the moment I started reading it. I didn't want to put it down. I enjoyed everything about it- the writing style, the story and the characters. Lily's husband, Carl, goes missing on his way home from work. They are newlyweds and have recently returned home from their honeymoon. At the same time Alice meets a man sitting on the beach who has no memory. I immediately thought maybe he is Lily's husband.The book alternates between the present and 1993. Ding 1993, we get to learn about the Ross family while they vacation for two weeks at the same house they stay at every year and the tragedy that struck that summer. Throughout the book I knew the man with no memory, who was going by "Frank" had to be either Mark or Gray. I just wasn't sure. I loved reading about the characters and getting to know them. I was a little sad when the book was over because I just wanted to keep reading about them. I have to say this was one of my favorites books I have read so far this year. I can't wait to read more by the author.Thanks to NetGalley, Random House UK, Cornerstone and the author, Lisa Jewell, for a free electronic ARC of this novel.

Rating: 5

I loved this book! Alice finds a man just sitting on the beach in the back of her house. She goes by her window several times and still, he's just sitting there. It starts raining and still he's just sitting there looking out at the water. She gives him a coat left from an old tenant who rented her little cabin in the back. After talking to him, she finds out he has lost his memory and invites him inside.Meanwhile, the author has several other plots going on in the book. While reading, your not sure how or where everything fits. However, when it all comes together, oh my gosh. I am getting goose pimples writing this and thinking about how it all tumbled out in the end. This is an amazing read with lots of suspense. The characters are well developed and unforgettable. There is evil in here too. Evil you cannot even believe. This was not my first book by Lisa Jewell, I've read several and she has not failed me yet. Once again, an awesome read that I highly recommend.Thanks to Atria Books for approving my request and Net Galley for the free e-galley in exchange for an honest, unbiased review.

Rating: 5

What happens when there is a single woman with three children, a man who doesn't know who he is, a newly married woman who just moved to town, and a family who might have a connection to them at some point?Alice, Lily, and "Frank" are connected but don't know they are.Alice invited "Frank" inside her home when she saw him sitting on the beach.Lily's husband has disappeared and has no clue what happened to him or if she even knows who he is."Frank" doesn't know who he is.I FOUND YOU has odd, dysfunctional, and mentally ill characters but flows well and has a story line that grabs you. I liked the back and forth in time and the back and forth between the three main characters. As you read you know something is wrong all around. Someone just doesn't disappear, end up back where they may have been as a child, or be in some place a crime had taken place.Ms. Jewell weaved in a great deal of suspense, intrigue, edge-of-your-seat tension, and a whole lot of I don't want to stop reading in I FOUND YOU even though some chapters were literally frightening and became more frightening as the book continued.The secret of it all led to an ending with a marvelous twist and surprise. 5/5This book was given to me free of charge and without compensation by the publisher in return for an honest review.

Rating: 5

Here's a fine thriller, with a completely admirable and somewhat unstable mom who kicks off the tale when she can't resist a soggy, seemingly lost man lost in thought on a rainy beach in England. Alice has three different kids by three different men and lives with them in a tiny beach cottage, making her tenuous living by creating maps as art pieces. When she brings Frank home, there's no inkling of the havoc he's going to cause for this unusual family. Nor that he has some form of amnesia due to trauma, and that there's also a young Slovenian wife in London who's got a missing husband with a bogus passport. The unraveling is pure pleasure for the reader, measured and maintaining suspense throughout, with nary a plot hole nor a word out of place. My first read by Lisa Jewell, who's prolific and may keep me occupied through the summer.

Rating: 5

If you haven't read a book by Lisa Jewell yet, I FOUND YOU is a safe bet to start with. This book was my introduction to Jewell, and believe it, it's unputdownable.The story begins when Allison notices a man sitting on the beach in the rain. She befriends him. He has lost his memory so does not know who he is or where he comes from. Her child has dubbed him "Frank."Then other chapters tell the story of a young woman, Lily, who has married an older man who has suddenly gone missing.With his friend, Lily searches for him. Obviously, these are the same story.And so it continues from different viewpoints. But we also see what happened in 1993. So now we wonder: who is this man who has lost his memory? Is he good, or is he a murderer? We have the advantage of knowing both Frank's snatches of recovered memories and Lily's few discoveries.I thoroughly enjoyed I FOUND YOU. Plot-driven novels can be shallow, but this is an exceptionally good one.I received an ARC of this book through writeonCindy.wordpress.com.

Rating: 5

absolute kept me glued!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Very heart touching filled with thriller!

Rating: 5

What a lovely novel! There are struggles between good and evil, finely developed characters, and enough suspense to keep you coming back. Highly recommended!

Rating: 5

The storyline of this book was awesome. It had twists and turns and kept me guessing the ENTIRE time! However in some of the most pivotal moments, the writing seemed stiff and unnatural. Very strange mix, I wish it had been edited a bit more.

Some of the British slang was also hard to undestand, but it was interesting.

Rating: 4

This was one of the best books I’ve read in quite awhile. Nothing was predictable. Tied up a little quickly in the end but still a great book!

Rating: 5

The writer has been compared to Ruth Ware and although I highly disagree she has a writing style all her own but I can see why, the twists and turns. It took a minute to get into the book but once I did I’m couldn’t put it down. I’m glad I stumbled across the author. I now want to read everything she has written.

Rating: 5

Intriguing, tightly drawn story, which I found suspenseful and entertaining. I thought Jewell managed the structure, alternating between three narrative voices, quite well. I thoroughly enjoyed reading it, and the book kept me engaged, although in the end it is easily forgotten. No memorable characters but a great bit of occasional entertainment.

Rating: 4

The setting is Ridinghouse Bay in northern England. We have multiple story lines overlapping which eventually merge. One story is about Alice Lake, single mother of three.By her own admittance she isn’t a good mother. She sees a man sitting in the rain staring out to sea near her home and eventually walks up to him, gives him an old coat, a cup of hot tea and checks on him. The man is in a fugue state and can’t remember anything about his life, not his name or where he’s from. From other reviews I see some people didn’t like Alice and I can see some of their point of view. She’s a kind person and a loving person but she’s a bit too bohemian for motherhood. Giving this stranger a place to sleep in her guest “shed” is kindly yet you wonder is she putting her children at risk? Who is this guy? The loving exchanges with her children, feeding a troupe of her teenage son’s friends and taking in stray dogs….and people…..she is basically a very good person.The second story line is set in 1993, over twenty years prior to the Alice Lake and the memory-lapse-guy story. The Ross family stays at Rabbit Cottage every year, located on Ridinghouse Bay. The two teenagers, Gray and Kristy, aren’t as enthused about going now that they are older. Typical teens, right? Enter a mysterious handsome 19 year-old who takes a rather creepy interest in 15 year-old Kristy. The parents don’t notice it but older brother Gray certainly does and feels very protective. This story ramps up quickly.Last but not least we have a Ukraine bride named Lily, living in London with her English husband Carl Montose. They’ve only been married a few weeks and suddenly he is missing. He flat out disappears and Lily discovers she knew nothing about his life. The police get involved as it’s a missing persons case and some startling facts are revealed about Carl Montose. Could he be the memory impaired fellow staying in Alice’s shed? For what it’s worth, I did not care for Lily. Too brusque.What I especially liked were the mini cliffhangers. The end of the chapters had you wanting more but as you turn the page, you move on to one of the other stories. This is the third book I have read by Lisa Jewell and have become a fan. Of the three novels this was my least favorite but I did like it. On hold at the library is Jewell's book The House We Grew Up In and I am looking forward to that one.There is a bit of food mentioned yet it's not a foodie book by any means. Cream teas, cucumber sandwiches, beet and horseradish tea sandwiches, roasted beef with root vegetables, sausages and mash, pizza, steak, bagels and peanut butter and cake.Alice fed the throng of teen boys sausages and mash. While that was tempting I went with a roasted chicken meal. Alice roasted beef and root vegetables and I opted for poultry. Lovely meal to share over a glass of wine and lots of chatter.

Rating: 4

(This review will be on my blog All the Ups and Downs soon.)

I found out about I Found You by Lisa Jewell in a magazine about upcoming books. When I read the synopsis, I knew I had to read it. It sounded really good! Luckily, it didn't disappoint.

The pacing was a little slow in places. However, it was still decently paced enough to hold my attention. The last quarter of the book was fast paced, but not in a bad way where I didn't know what was going on. For the last quarter of I Found You, I found myself fully immersed within the pages. I had to know what was going to happen next.

The world building is very believable. It's not something that happens every day, but I can still picture it happening. The plot of I Found You was very enjoyable. I don't think I've ever read anything like it. It was interesting to read about the past as well as the story from two different women's point of view. It was also very interesting to see how their worlds were about to collide. There are a couple of plot twists that I had been trying to figure out from the the beginning which I got wrong. All of my questions about the story were answered by the end of the book as well as any loose ends.

I thought the characters in I Found You were very well written and fleshed out perfectly. All of them felt very real. I would have liked to learn more about Alice's past, but she was still a well written character. I enjoyed reading about Frank as he tried to get his memory back, and it was very interesting going along for the ride with Lily as she tried to find her missing husband. I loved how protective Gray was of his sister Kirsty and how much he loved her. I hated Mark, but that was the point. Mark was written to be a horrible person.

Trigger warnings include drug use, underage and of age alcohol use, violence, swearing, sexual assault, death, and implied sex.

Overall, I Found You was an enjoyable read. The plot was very interesting, and the characters felt very real. The pacing was a bit slow sometimes, but it always held my attention. I would definitely recommend I Found You by Lisa Jewell to everyone aged 16 . It is a thrilling read for sure!

Rating: 4

I read this book in two days. I was so eager to see what happened. Alice Lake finds a man on the beach in front of her house that has lost his memory and she takes him in and allows him to live in a shed behind her home. Alice is one who is prone to making terrible decisions. She has three very loud kids and three untrained, wild dogs. Alice and the kids give the stranger the name of Frank and he lives with them as his memories start to surface. The more he remembers, the more he develops a sense of doom about who he is and what he has done. Meanwhile, a recently married woman named Lily is frantic about the disapperance of her husband. As the police begin to invesitgate, Lily is left with alot of questions about her husband really is and what has happened to hime. We also go back in time to a brother and sister (Kristy and Gray) who are vacationing at Rindinghouse Bay. A man becomes infactuated with Kristy much to Gray's dismay. Gray senses that this man is trouble. As the three layers of the story developed, I could not turn the pages fast enough. "People reveal themselves to you a layer at a time.""There's a dark side to everything."

Rating: 4

The book bounces between present day with "Frank" and Alice at a seaside town and Lily, whose husband Carl has disappeared. And 1993 with the story of teenage siblings Kirsty and her older brother Gray, their parents and Mark the older teenager that has his sights set on Kirsty. I can't say that this was an "unputdownable" book. I found myself losing interest at times, however I wanted to keep reading to figure out how all the characters fit together. Once that came about, I couldn't put this down, but it took a while to get to that stage. The overall storyline was very good. Mark is not someone I would ever want to meet. 4 stars because of the slowness.

Rating: 4

I have read a couple of Jewell’s book and love her writing style, as well as how she weaves twists into a story without relying heavily on cliff hangers. This book has been my favorite so far, because how she tied these stories together seemed impossible at first, and I wasn’t sure of the solution until it was presented to me. I love genuinely having no clue what will happen in a story.

Rating: 4

Well developed characters and plots that weave together to create a real page turner. Will ready more by Lisa Jewell.

Rating: 4

Another masterpiece the new book by Lisa Jewell "I found You." I am sorry for the delay, the book was released this July 14th but we are celebrating the 60 years of marriage of my mom and dad so it is hectic time and I read less. Yesterday I read this book. I couldn't put it down. The story absorbed me completely.

I found it captivating and genial. Is it a love-story? Yes of course it is, but, not a common one, and not wanted after all by some protagonists, if you understand what I want to say. It's a story of destiny, of a casual encounter.

The book is "divided in three sections" in which Lisa Jewell will give voices to the various, diversified characters.

In one of them the story of Alice, in the second the one of Lily, in the third... 1993.

Past will be another great protagonist creating a a great connection with the present. A present that is the echo of the past. A present compenetrated by the past. A present that can't find peace if the demons of the past won't be defeated in particular if they return on the surface.

This book is harmonic, intriguing and perfect if you want to search not just for a love-story but for something else. If you want, in synthesis to read a book with a good end, but able to leave you with something more than just an old-fashioned great happy end.

I found you in fact will let you think a lot and Alice, Frank, Lily, Carl, Tony, the journalist, the policewoman won't disappear at the horizon immediately after you will close this book.

The beauty of Lisa Jewell's books is this one. They remain.

The story starts with Alice. Alice, 41 mother of 3 children generated by three different men, single, three dogs as ulterior companion.

The other story the one of Lily, an Ukrainian girl of 21 just afforded from two couple of weeks in London with her mature husband of 41 years. An idyllic love-story. Carl is wonderful, tender, a man every woman would desire, plenty of attentions.

One night, though, he doesn't return home after work.
Lily, worried, goes at the local police-station for trying to discover if they can start to search for her husband. At first as always happens, the policewoman thinks that maybe Lily is too worried. Carl can be everywhere. Maybe he is in a café drinking a beer with a friend or who knows where with someone else?

At the same time Alice, she lives in a beautiful British countryside, finds a solitary man, close to the sea. He is in a meditative state and he seems to be absent. He doesn't remember anything, he doesn't remember who he is. He doesn't know where he wanted to go, who he is, why he is there and if he is searching for some answers.

Alice although her children are skeptical and think that their mom is too much imprudent gives him hospitality. Also her friends are skeptical as well. Alice sounds too opened. And if this man is a modern Jack the Ripper? She can't know who this mysterious man she starts to call Frank is, but Alice knows he is a good man. And that she can trust him. She knows it.

He is nice, he is polite. He is attractive and Alice finds attraction for him...

At the same time Lily lives another horror. Yes, because if at first that policewoman didn't want to help her because still too soon for doing anything once activated the procedure for searching for mr. Carl Monroe, police discovers that this man doesn't exist. The name is fake, his identity bought somewhere for who knows which hidden reasons. Maybe her adorable Carl a terrible criminal.

"Who did I marry?" thinks devastated young Lily, all worried and desperate. She trusted this man, she trusted Carl or whoever this man's name was, and she knew that he loved her, although there were also dark sides she discovered with terror...

The third section of the book dedicated at a special year: 1993.

A crucial year where a girl starts a relationship with a boy. The brother didn't approve this relationship and the girl still young pretty skeptical will try to move on from him. The consequences of this reject but also friendship and nonacceptance, a party with the use of drugs able to alter the perception of reality the theater of terrible facts with repercussion also in present times and as always happen change of destinies of people involved in this story.

Sorry but I won't tell you more in this sense because the story is too precious for being revealed and the heart of the entire book.

When you think that Lisa Jewell has sorted out the dilemma in a certain way, you must change again your mind. Jewell is able to change cards various times during the narrative process.

I can classify the new book by Lisa Jewell as the book of "Man's return" in every sense.

We all know what it means to live shocking experiences. In general we remove them completely from our mind. Sometimes the phantoms from the past re-appear at the horizons re-creating again the past horror. We should ask: is it possible to construct, although the mind removed everything, an existence in the while? Because the soul heavily touched by these facts...And is it possible to forgive?

Thematics of this book profound. When you will pick up this book, you won't just pick up a wonderful love-story but a book about lost, memory, love, friendship, devotion, trust, research, hidden secrets buried in the past.
Because as often we know, reality is just apparently the one we are seeing and the one we are living in.

I suggest to you this book immensely. Lisa Jewell is in grade to give body and soul to all her protagonists with another wonderful masterpiece of love and life, pretty psychological but with the proper lightness as well.

Many thanks for the mention of Johnny Depp, captain Jack Sparrow and Pirates of the Caribbean22_19

Being a great fan of Johnny, immensely grateful! ;-)

I thank so much Netgalley and the publisher for this book.

Rating: 5

STORY-LINE I FOUND YOU: Due for release 4-25-17 in ebookIn I Found You, author Lisa Jewell crafted a complex story-line of intrigue, mystery, guilt, and murder. Alice Lake finds a amnesiac young man on the beach in Ridinghouse Bay. Taking him under her wing and into her home, he slowly recovers his memory; revealing a tale of horror.Meanwhile in London, Lisa Monrose, discovers her husband of three weeks missing. Alone in a strange country, without friends or money, Lisa contacts the police; she's told her husband doesn't exist. Realizing she knows little about her husband, Lisa sets out to find him and discover his secrets.Decades earlier as teenagers, Gray and Kristy, vacationed in Ridinghouse Bay. They meet a young man whose complex and dark. Much older than Kristy, he takes an unhealthy interest in the young Kristy, leaving Gray with a bad feeling. Really bad feelings, he can't shake.Secrets, mystery, and intrigue abound in this tale; all will meet in this small coastal town as Jewell reveals the interconnecting story. Grab a comfort seat, my mystery suspense novel review of I Found You follows.CHARACTERS, PLOTTING, DEVELOPMENT:I Found You by author Lisa Jewell, grabs the reader immediately and does not let go until the last page. Filled with twists and turns, intrigue, mystery, and suspense, the reader gasps as each new developments revealed. I tried to read this straight through, however sleep intervened as I surrendered to the Sandman. Upon waking, I immediately grabbed I Found You and started reading. This is a can't put it down book.Author Lisa Jewell created a first-rate mystery suspense novel. With a fast and smooth pace, Jewell, leads the readers from one twist to another seamlessly. Jewell smoothly crafted a tale converging one town and 5 main characters, inter-grading, connecting, and weaving their story-line into one intriguing tale of murder, terror, deception, dependence, and guilt. Weaving the many threads together, Jewell created a novel that will stay with the reader long after they finish the book.Sprinkling emotion and revelations along the story, Jewell, does not reveal the crux of the story-line until absolutely necessary. Using the form of telling the story from the past to present and so on throughout the book, Jewell wove a complex story-line easy to follow and understand. The transitions were smooth and seamless as Jewell takes the reader from past to present and back again. Blown away as Jewell revealed the connections and how the characters relate to each other, I gasp at the interconnections. Amazed at Jewell's talent for suspenseful intrigue, she drew out the story-line without wearying the reader; her talent's evident to the reader from page one. Jewell crafted likeable believable characters and a realistic story-line containing dark secrets, then she wove it all together for a cohesive tale I could not put down.Jewell created an adversary worthy of the title of villain. A psychopath of pure evil, yet, I came to feel a bit sorry for the villain by the end of the book. Yes, Jewell's talent is such that she causes the reader to feel empathy for him. Portraying each many faceted character with depth and developing them throughout the story, I found could not wait to see how this tale would revolve around the characters and resolve.Finally, in concluding my mystery suspense novel review of I Found You, I found a solid novel, well-written and well-developed with an intriguing story-line. Jewell kept the suspense and tension at high peak throughout, then added a touch of romance for the romantic in all of us. More than worthy of the title mystery suspense novel, anyone who enjoys an intricate story-line will love this book.I FOUND YOU RECOMMENDATION: STARS 5In addition, I felt I must give this book 5 well-deserved stars. Suitable for young adults and adults, I would not hesitate to buy this book for my self or a friend. I look forward to the next novel by this talented author.FINALLY, PLEASE NOTE:Additionally, I received this book from the author and Netgalley, choosing to voluntarily review the book with an honest mystery suspense book/novel review. Lastly, book reviews of any novel are dependent on the book review author’s opinion. Consequently, all book reviews on-line and on my blog, are my opinions. In addition, the ARC did not affect my voluntary mystery suspense novel review.

Rating: 5

Bahasa

Selamat datang di Scribd!

Temukan book favorit Anda selanjutnya

Informasi Buku

I Found You: A Novel

Tindakan Buku

Deskripsi

Tindakan Buku

Informasi Buku

I Found You: A Novel

Deskripsi

Tentang penulis

Penulis Terkait

Terkait dengan I Found You

The Girls in the Garden: A Novel

The Family Upstairs: A Novel

The House We Grew Up In: A Novel

The Third Wife: A Novel

Then She Was Gone: A Novel

The Truth About Melody Browne: A Novel

The Making of Us: A Novel

Before I Met You: A Novel

After the Party: A Novel

The Perfect Stranger: A Novel

The Truth About Melody Browne: A Novel

The Making of Us: A Novel

The Twilight Wife: A Psychological Thriller by the Author of The Good Neighbor

The Ex: A Novel

Before I Met You: A Novel

The Perfect Girl: A Novel

After the Party: A Novel

The Last House Guest

The Other Woman: A Novel

Watching You: A Novel

Pieces of Her: A Novel

The Night Before: A Novel

Good Girl, Bad Girl: A Novel

The Vanishing Year: A Novel

The Blackbird Season: A Novel

Bad Mommy

The Neighbors

Invisible Girl: A Novel

Everything You Want Me to Be: A Novel

Still Missing: A Novel

In Her Bones: A Novel

Where They Found Her: A Novel

All the Beautiful Lies: A Novel

Her Pretty Face

The Family Next Door: A Novel

The Nanny: A Novel

Her Every Fear: A Novel

Her One Mistake

The Night Olivia Fell

Airlie Anderson: Airlie Anderson (@airliebird) is the author illustrator of NEITHER, a new picture book about a creature who is not this or that, but neither. It's a story of finding a place to belong, a place to feel welcome. It's also a story about making room for...

Stages on Life's Way from Jan 11, 2010

Episode 160: The Ice Dragon: Episode 160 for the week of November 23rd, 2014. We provide a review of the recently re-released Ice Dragon, written by George RR Martin and illustrated by Luis Royo. Joined by the usual Martinsphere review group from Bastards of Kingsgrave,

Ex Libris: A book about books, for book lovers–and one that holds a special place in my heart and on my shelves. **** Learn more this and all of the great books at modernmrsdarcy.com/onegreatbook. You can also sign up for our newsletter there to keep up with all ...

Inside The New York Times Book Review: Michael Connelly’s ‘The Crossing’

TRATWD 161 – The Lost and the Least, Chapter 19: In which Kate uncovers a new angle for her investigation — and some unexpected truths about her own past. Buy TLATL on Amazon (Ebook or Hardcover) Metamor City Audiobooks for Sale: Urban Legends, Things Unseen,

The Wasteland Class: With Samantha Leanza and Jeremy Horgan

Peace Like a River: A gorgeous novel that wrestles with the magical and the miraculous, whose beautiful storytelling and memorable characters have compelled many readers to call Peace Like a River THE best book they’ve ever read. *** One Great Book is brought to you by Pa...

Debbi Michiko Florence: Debbi Michiko Florence (@DebbiMichiko) is the author of JASMINE TOGUCHI series, which recently saw the publication of it's fourth book, JASMINE TOGUCHI, FLAMINGO KEEPER. Jasmine's imagination, stick-to-itiveness, and occasional stubborn insistence...

APL Radio Show Volumes Ep. 55 | 11/08/2017: Are you in love with Romance novels, Classic Romance and Youth Romance literature? In this edition of the show we chat with Reference Librarian Maggie Bond about the Romance Book Club starting at the Central Library in November! ...

Love Walked In: Let other pens dwell on guilt and misery. In her debut Love Walked In, Marisa de los Santos proves that happiness makes for terrific reading. **** Every time we release a new episode of One Great Book, we also release a bonus episode featuring a book t...

ALIVE Episode #1: This is the first episode of ALIVE, the serialized audiobook version of the hardcover/eBook/full-length-audiobook that will be out July 14 from Del Rey Books. This is Scott’s sixteenth free, unabridged podcast novel. This one is narrated by Emma...

#137: Lexical Acrobatics

The Mysterious Flame of Queen Loana

Victoria Jamieson and Omar Mohamed: Victoria Jamieson () and Omar Mohamed () share WHEN STARS ARE SCATTERED, a graphic novel based on Omar's experience as a Somalian refugee Kenya. Omar's story is one that you won’t soon forget. It is a story about family and about surviving. It’s a...

StarShipSofa No 520 Michael Haynes and Alison Wilgus: ﻿Main Fiction: "What You Can Change" by Michael Haynes Originally published in Kazka Press Michael Haynes lives in Central Ohio. An ardent short story reader and writer, Michael’s stories have appeared in publications such as Ellery Queen...

TRATWD 145 – The Lost and the Least, Chapter 3: John discusses Kate’s situation with his boss. Kate visits her psychologist. (Warning: Explicit adult content. Listener discretion is advised.) Buy TLATL on Amazon (Ebook or Hardcover) Buy Things Unseen on Amazon (Ebook, Hardcover,

ABC: Lincoln In the Bardo by George Saunders: This month Katy Waldman, Meghan O'Rourke, and Nora Caplan-Bricker discuss George Saunders' Lincoln In the Bardo

StarShipSofa No 622 Geoffrey W. Cole: Main Fiction: "Captured Carbon" by Geoffrey W. Cole This story first appeared in Cli-Fi: Canadian Tales of Climate Change (Exile, 2017). Geoffrey W. Cole's award-winning short fiction has appeared in such publications as Reckoning, Cla...

TRATWD 181 – The Lost and the Least, Chapter 39: Kate rallies her team of misfits to go after the cult—but not all of her allies may be on the same side. In the Feedback Section: Joseph asks where to find the story Maternal Instinct. It hasn’t been released in text yet,

Lamar Giles - The Legendary Alston Boys Adventures: Lamar Giles shares the LEGENDARY ALSTON BOYS ADVENTURES and THE LAST MIRROR ON THE LEFT, the most recent book in the series. I connected hard with the Alston Boys and am all-in for every page turn with Otto and Sheed and the memorable cast of...

46.1 Erl-King: "My son, wherefore seek'st thou thy face thus to hide?" "Look, father, the Erl-King is close by our side!" Written by Elana Gomel Narrated by Alexandra Elroy Edited by Karl Hughes With music by Chris Zabriskie and Zapsplat.c...

Get Booked Ep. #103: 200 Year Old Spoilers

Our Cover Illustrator

Harrow Lake

Your BOOKSHELF

Miranda Dickinson

StarShipSofa No 520 Michael Haynes and Alison Wilgus: Main Fiction: "What You Can Change" by Michael Haynes Originally published in Kazka Press Michael Haynes lives in Central Ohio. An ardent short story reader and writer, Michael’s stories have appeared in publications such as Ellery Queen...