Tag: Park Row
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THE LAST APOTHECARY by SARAH PENNER *BLOG TOUR* @sl_penner @parkrowbooks
It’s a cold night in February of 1791 and in an unmarked back alley in London, Nella sits awaiting her customer. Nella is an apothecary, as her mother before her was. Women came from all around for her healing potions and salves. Taking care of women. Nella is carrying on the tradition in another way.…
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SAVING RUBY KING by Catherine Adel West
Family. Faith. Secrets. Everything in this world comes full circle. Ruby King lives on Chicago’s South Side. Her best friend is Layla, daughter of the Pastor. Her mother and Ruby’s are life long friends. Everyone in the church knows that Alice’s husband beats her so it isn’t shocking when she is murdered in her own…
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THE OTHER MRS. by MARY KUBICA
She tried to run, but she can’t escape the other Mrs. Sadie and Will have moved from Chicago to a small town in Maine. One, they need a fresh start. Someone had an affair. Two, Will’s sister has died and he has inherited a large home and a surly teenager. Plus there was an incident…
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The GIRLS with NO NAMES by SERENA BURDICK
The Girls with No Names pulls readers into the gilded age of New York City in the 1910s when suffragettes marched in the street, unions fought for better work conditions—and girls were confined to the House of Mercy for daring to break the rules. Life in the early 1900s was very confining for women and…
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Lisa Ungers The Stranger Inside
“Justice is not for this plane. Punishment, yes. Consequences, yes.” Three 12-year-olds go into the woods. Only one comes out. And she will never be the same. Rain, Tess, and Hank were best friends. Cutting through the woods was what they did. Until the day they weren’t alone and lives would be forever changed. The…
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THE LAST THING SHE REMEMBERS by J.S.MONROE
I can’t remember my name. On Day One, we meet a young woman. From our point of view, we see someone who has suffered some type of trauma and only knows that her things are gone and she is in the village of Wiltshire, knocking on the door of her own house. She knows it…