The Way the Crow Flies: A NovelHarper Collins, 13/10/2009 - 848 páginas “One of the finest novels I’ve read . . . .a fiercely intelligent look at childhood, marriage, families, the 1960s, the Cold War and the fear and isolation that are part of the human condition…. it is not only beautifully written…. it is equally beautiful in its conception, its compassion, its wisdom, even in its anger and pain. Don’t miss it.” — Patrick Anderson, Washington Post Book World The optimism of the early sixties, infused with the excitement of the space race and the menace of the Cold War, is filtered through the rich imagination of high-spirited, eight-year-old Madeleine, who welcomes her family's posting to a quiet Air Force base near the Canadian border. Secure in the love of her beautiful mother, she is unaware that her father, Jack, is caught up in a web of secrets. When a local murder intersects with global forces, Jack must decide where his loyalties lie, and Madeleine will be forced to learn a lesson about the ambiguity of human morality -- one she will only begin to understand when she carries her quest for the truth, and the killer, into adulthood twenty years later. |
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... stand for throw-up. They smell more like throw-up than throw-up. She passes the ice cream back to her mother. “I'm full,” she says. Mike says, “She's gonna barf.” “I am not, Mike, don't say 'barf.'” “You just said it. Barf.” “That's ...
... stands mute and innocent like a poor animal left behind. The windows wide-eyed, bereft of drapes, the front-doormouth sad and sealed. Goodbye, dear house. Thank you for all the nice times. Thank you for all the remember-whens. The sad ...
... stands suspended, like a deconsecrated church. Not evil, just blank. Neither dead nor living. It comes alive again when a new family pulls into the driveway and says hello to it. Madeleine reaches into her new Mickey Mouse Club knapsack ...
... stands out. Four-sided and taller than the rest, still upright but chipped in places. Five names are chiselled on its sides, each name ending in “Donnelly.” They were born on different dates, but they all died on the same day: FEB. 4 ...
... stands a wooden pole. It's not a telephone pole, Madeleine can see that. Way up at the top is a large bird's nest. And protruding from the mass of straw is a thrust of metal. Like a rusty mouth. “It's an air-raid siren,” says Mike. It's ...