A mother and her three daughters live totally off the grid in the Stillwater forest. A place no one wants to go. The girls, Wren, Sage and Evie know nothing beyond their own one room cabin and the mysterious supply man who their mother meets in the forest. The world is dark and dangerous they are told.
When Evie gets sick her mother leaves with to get help. They never return. Months go by and Wren is sure they will die and then a mysterious man shows up asking questions and the girls take a chance and escape into the forest. What they will find on the other side will rock their lives.
The story is told from multiple view points and I was hooked from the first chapter! The author has a very engaging style and I was reading as fast as I could to see what happened. And at the end is when it all fell apart for me. It was so disappointing. I can suspend belief on a lot of things but this was just so real and raw and gritty up until the end that when the end came I couldn’t make it sync with the rest of the book.
Solid 3 stars on this one.
NetGalley/April 9th 2019 by Thomas & Mercer
It’s a long week-end here in the States. Labor Day signals the beginning of school and the end of summer. No one has told Mother Nature about that as we are still heading for the high 90’s today.
I’m reading A Killing by The Sea by Kathleen Bridges right now. The mafia meets the Illuminati. Today I’m taking a break and enjoying the pool and doing nothing. I am so thankful that this year I finally was able to go outside and do outside activities. For the past 2 summers I’ve been inside due to multiple eye surgeries and a transplant, so this was big for me and I am so thankful.
I wish you all a safe and happy last fling with Summer!
Good Morning! Home from the hospital and snuggled up with a lot of books!
The surgery on Monday was a Scleral Fixation of a Four-Haptic Intraocular Lens Using Gore-Tex Suture. Which basically means since the usual way wasn’t an option for me, they made tiny incisions in the white part and threaded a basket with a lens in it. Yep it is gross. It looks gross. But I now have a lens. For two years now I have not. Just procedure after procedure. All from a bad contact lens. Fresh out of the box.
Dr. Davis said I look great for 24 hours out of surgery. I’m still not over the anesthesia. That was bad. My throat is still sore from the intubation tube and I threw up for a straight 24 hours, but I think my head has cleared and now we shall go back to 4 different drops every 4 hours.
So I’m reading rather slowly. The good thing is the postman brought books!!
I’m taking this week to recover but will be checking in on you all!
The saying above is so very true. Life is a series of thousands of tiny miracles. And we should be noticing them. Being mindful, being engaged with the moment you are in and not thinking ahead to what’s next.
June 28 was a year since I woke up with a corneal ulcer and totally blind in one eye. When we finally got it uninfected, I had to wait while the thing healed. Then the end of February I had surgery to remove the scarring and the cornea and have a transplant.
2 months ago I had 2 stitches taken out. I didn’t see or feel anything then. Yesterday I spent hours with different cameras taking pictures of the little fellow clinging to my eyeball and the 14 stitches left holding it in place. And then my surgeon took one more out. This time I saw all of the equipment and I was amazed how tiny scissors and a needle can be! I’m progressing very well. My vision in that eye is still wonky but improves a few days after these stitch removals. Not as in good enough to drive or anything like that, but it’s improving. Now we shall start removing them every 6 weeks and then I’ll have another surgery.
My surgeon asked me what this past year has been like for me. Scary, full of anxiety, a lot of whining and moaning dramatically. But I also don’t rely on my sight completely anymore. My sense of smell and awareness of the things around me are heightened. I am extremely mindful of every thing I do. What the people around me are doing. I do one thing at a time. I let people help me. Pride has gone who knows where.
While my husband has to leave the room for every procedure as he is squeamish, my doctor and I do a lot of talking. About books, tea, especially tea. And yesterday he said,” You know through this whole thing, you’ve never complained to me. Never said no to me. You sit still as a statue and let us hurt you and learn from you and you never say a word. How do you do that?” Me: “I trust you”. And that is the truth. I trust this man who is the best in his field. It’s just that simple. I trust him and the gratitude I feel for him and his residents is enormous. I have had tiny miracles every step of the way. When things should have gone bad from the beginning, they didn’t. When I had no idea how I was going to come up with $30,000.00 up front for the surgery, it just showed up in my mailbox the day before Christmas Eve.
Today will be a rather uncomfortable day but that’s to be expected. I’ll still be able to read because I have one good eye. And that’s more than some people have. Notice the tiny miracles around you. Seek them out. Make them happen.
Thank you all for supporting me on this journey. Now, go be someone’s miracle worker!
Yesterday was opening book gifts! There are actually more as some were Kindle editions. But these will keep me out of trouble for a while at least.
After the fiasco at the Phone Store, yesterday was perfect. OU Boy was home and washed my hair so I didn’t get any water in my new eye, which I am calling Drew now. Anyway, this man gives a mean head wash! I was like a cat purring it felt so good! So thanks for that!
We went out to lunch to a new pizza place. It was one of those experiences where you say, Well, we did that. Let’s not do it again. The pizza was really nice, but the televisions were all over but they were all muted so some canned music could pump over the speakers. Really ticked me off as ESPN was on.
I think someone did some grocery shopping because there is food in the refrigerator. I know it wasn’t me though as I was otherwise engaged. I was reading a book by a self published author because someone asked me to as a favor. I won’t be doing that again.
Today, all my birthday people have left. Here I am all alone, with no supervision. So I am going to pop on my headphones and listen to my fellow Georgia Girl, Karin Slaughter’s book on audio while I try really hard to paint my toenails.
I hope your May is off to a good start. I know all of you gardeners are busy doing gardening things and the farmers are seeing new life born every day now, and I am just thankful that I can just lay around the pool in the sunshine being lazy.
Because this made me feel happy. And that is good!❤
Holiday weekends are so packed that I am not posting book reviews. Just sharing things that make me happy. Also I ran into the cupboard door this morning and got a whack right under my transplant eye so Anxiety snuck in along with her nasty sister Fear. Not sure if the double vision is from that or just more cornea healing so I’m going to cover it and wait for the good doctor to tell me. In the meantime I will try and be calm and send out lots of good juju!🌸
Just a quick Hello from the other Eye!👀
It’s so nice to be back at the party, getting to see everything again. We are home and resting and being taken very good care of by my pirate.
xx Much love and thanks for your prayers and thoughts. Patricia 😴😴😴