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Nantucket Neighbors: A Beach Plum Cove Novel, B...
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Book your visit to the Beach Plum Cove Inn today...meet widow Lisa Hodges and her four adult children, friends, and visitors to the newly opened waterfront bed and breakfast.In the first book, The Nantucket Inn, Lisa learned that her deceased husband had a hidden gambling addiction and had blown through their retirement savings. Since she'd been raising four children and hadn't worked in years, she had no employable skills. Her only option if she wanted to stay on the island near her loved ones, was to rent out her second floor rooms.And she's loving it so far. Lisa's first guest, restaurant owner Rhett Byrne quickly became a close friend and then something more. In her early fifties, it sounds strange to her to call him her boyfriend, but that's what he is.Her daughter Kristen, finally ended things with Sean, the separated man that no one in the family was excited about. It wasn't until she was beginning to move on, that he filed for divorce, and then begged her for another chance. So she gave him one, much to everyone's dismay. But then the cottage next door is sold, and she discovers who her new neighbor is.Chase, the only boy in the family, has never been serious about anyone before. But he's suddenly withdrawn and has been secretive about who he's seeing, which only makes everyone that much more curious. When they learn who it is, the concern grows as no one wants to see Chase hurt, again. Lisa's best friend, Paige, has a new neighbor too and it's one she is most decidedly not enthused about. Violet was one of the women who stood up at town meeting and protested against Lisa's inn being approved by the selectman. Because the house is right next door, Paige can't help but notice the steady stream of traffic. Violet seems to be very popular with a lot of people.The inn is doing well and bookings are up, but then one Friday night, a guest that prepaid for the weekend never shows up. And quite a few people, inc 1. Language: English. Narrator: Karissa Vacker. Audio sample: http://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/169246/bk_acx0_169246_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.

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Stand: 27.02.2020
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Babylon With Ghost
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Boston, 1978. Wayne and Joan are poor but happy in a fifth floor walk-up on the backside of Beacon Hill. Daycare teaching doesn't pay well, but all the immense riches of urban life are available as long as they pay rent. Wayne paints pictures, but fails to sell anything. Joan tries to find a public school position with no success. Suddenly, they turn thirty and everything looks different. They decide it is time to start a family. They will need better careers with more income, so Wayne explores the exploding field of computers. Family support will be welcome so they agree to move back to Joan's native Long Island. Will the transition from carefree city joys to solid middle-class suburban succeed? A decade of disruptions and learning begins. Starting from nearly nothing to acquiring a house, two cars, a couple of boys, new jobs, and all the accompaniments of modern life presents breathless challenges. No longer poor, hardly rich, they encounter all the joys, problems and frustrations of raising children. Money often seems less important than time itself, as constant demands pile up. Computers are just beginning to become standard in small and mid-sized businesses. Wayne quickly discovers that there are many kinds of hardware and software, all incompatible, and all changing constantly. Nobody is quite sure what is best, what is right, what works, or (most important) whose fault the latest problem is. Joan resumes teaching as she futilely tries to guide her husband in proper middle-class etiquette. Starting on the bandwagon late, they always seem to have a little less than the relatives and folks next door. But they realize that these are some of the happiest times of their lives. Memoirs are often composed as aids to fading memory. Mine makes no pretensions beyond being a personal and family remembrance of turbulent times not long ago. My imaginary friend Ghost inserts lighter commentary. Much has changed over these last decades. But these stories provide a remind

Anbieter: Orell Fuessli CH
Stand: 27.02.2020
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Chimwemwe's Story: Beauty For Ashes
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Set against the scenic backdrop of Blantyre, Malawi, Chimwemwe's Story: Beauty for Ashes is about Chimwemwe who lives in a world of hardship where tragedy and betrayal are common place. The tragic death of her family sparks a sequence of events that change her life forever. In this coming of age story, Chimwemwe learns much along the way. Though life throws much at her, only her perseverance, faith and dogged determination not to give up help her to keep strong. Excerpt: With a look of barely concealed condemnation he confirmed her worst suspicions, 'Yes young lady, you are pregnant - 5 months along'. A barrage of emotions hit her: shame, anger, relief that the waiting, anxiety and uncertainty were over. Then shock. She thought back to the previous week, of how she had checked her calendar to realise that she had missed her period for 3 months and not realised it, to how she had been anxious and uncertain, having to convince herself to come in, to how she had vacillated between the certainty that she was coming to the clinic and the certainty that she wasn't. One thing she was happy about though was that she had not gone to her personal GP but had come to a clinic built by one of the numerous NGO's in the country. She hastily thanked the doctor and left, having promised to return soon to get her prenatal vitamins and have her first scan. As Chimwemwe Kamanga walked down the street towards the bus stop, she was in a daze. As she waited for the bus to arrive she distracted herself by taking out a novel that she had in her bag. She knew that if she dwelt on the issues at hand she would break down and wouldn't be able to get home. Though she read, she took nothing in. With a desperate gasp, almost sob, of relief she saw the white mini bus blazing down the road towards them, dust billowing behind. The destination sign in the window showed that it was going to Ndirande Township, further confirmed by the bus conductor who hung out of the window shouting 'aku Ndirande! Aku Ndirande!' The bus skidded to a halt at the makeshift bus stop, raising dirt as the conductor jumped out and hastily began to usher people in, virtually pushing in more people than the bus was designed for. She sat between an ample portioned woman - truly voluptuous would perhaps be a more politically correct term - and an old, wiry man holding a restless chicken. At every bus stop, even though some got off, the press of the squeeze increased as more people were packed into the bus like sardines, but she had too many things running riot in her mind to care. Finally, the bus reached the outskirts of the semi-squatter settlement that was Ndirande. As she looked out of the small patch of window that she could see, there were dirty, semi-naked children running along the road, roadside garages with vehicles at varying stages of breakdown, men clustered around a hand made iron stove in which either chips or meat 'chiwaya' fried... She got off the bus, and almost as one in a trance, she made her way to the shack that she rented. She curtsied slightly, in respect and greeting as she passed to age wrinkled, toothless elders playing a lively game of 'bao' that was liberally sprinkled with claims of cheating and superiority at the game as the sun beat down on them. As she got to her shack, entered and closed the door behind her, she allowed her handbag to slide off her shoulder and drop to the floor. She surveyed the room in which she stood. It was a single room, very moderate in size, with a thin mattress on the floor. Against the wall, stood two plastic checked bags with some clothes hanging out of one, a row of tired looking shoes, a clutter of mismatched dishes and cutlery, an iron basin, a jug of water, and a battered iron that stood next to a socket that was hanging out of the wall by the wires...As she despondently toed her shoes off and sat down, she wondered to herself, 'how did my life come to this?' Almost inevitably, her mind went back to that time 3 year ago...

Anbieter: Orell Fuessli CH
Stand: 27.02.2020
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Babylon With Ghost
44,99 € *
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Boston, 1978. Wayne and Joan are poor but happy in a fifth floor walk-up on the backside of Beacon Hill. Daycare teaching doesn't pay well, but all the immense riches of urban life are available as long as they pay rent. Wayne paints pictures, but fails to sell anything. Joan tries to find a public school position with no success. Suddenly, they turn thirty and everything looks different. They decide it is time to start a family. They will need better careers with more income, so Wayne explores the exploding field of computers. Family support will be welcome so they agree to move back to Joan's native Long Island. Will the transition from carefree city joys to solid middle-class suburban succeed? A decade of disruptions and learning begins. Starting from nearly nothing to acquiring a house, two cars, a couple of boys, new jobs, and all the accompaniments of modern life presents breathless challenges. No longer poor, hardly rich, they encounter all the joys, problems and frustrations of raising children. Money often seems less important than time itself, as constant demands pile up. Computers are just beginning to become standard in small and mid-sized businesses. Wayne quickly discovers that there are many kinds of hardware and software, all incompatible, and all changing constantly. Nobody is quite sure what is best, what is right, what works, or (most important) whose fault the latest problem is. Joan resumes teaching as she futilely tries to guide her husband in proper middle-class etiquette. Starting on the bandwagon late, they always seem to have a little less than the relatives and folks next door. But they realize that these are some of the happiest times of their lives. Memoirs are often composed as aids to fading memory. Mine makes no pretensions beyond being a personal and family remembrance of turbulent times not long ago. My imaginary friend Ghost inserts lighter commentary. Much has changed over these last decades. But these stories provide a remind

Anbieter: Thalia AT
Stand: 27.02.2020
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Chimwemwe's Story: Beauty For Ashes
3,49 € *
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Set against the scenic backdrop of Blantyre, Malawi, Chimwemwe's Story: Beauty for Ashes is about Chimwemwe who lives in a world of hardship where tragedy and betrayal are common place. The tragic death of her family sparks a sequence of events that change her life forever. In this coming of age story, Chimwemwe learns much along the way. Though life throws much at her, only her perseverance, faith and dogged determination not to give up help her to keep strong. Excerpt: With a look of barely concealed condemnation he confirmed her worst suspicions, 'Yes young lady, you are pregnant - 5 months along'. A barrage of emotions hit her: shame, anger, relief that the waiting, anxiety and uncertainty were over. Then shock. She thought back to the previous week, of how she had checked her calendar to realise that she had missed her period for 3 months and not realised it, to how she had been anxious and uncertain, having to convince herself to come in, to how she had vacillated between the certainty that she was coming to the clinic and the certainty that she wasn't. One thing she was happy about though was that she had not gone to her personal GP but had come to a clinic built by one of the numerous NGO's in the country. She hastily thanked the doctor and left, having promised to return soon to get her prenatal vitamins and have her first scan. As Chimwemwe Kamanga walked down the street towards the bus stop, she was in a daze. As she waited for the bus to arrive she distracted herself by taking out a novel that she had in her bag. She knew that if she dwelt on the issues at hand she would break down and wouldn't be able to get home. Though she read, she took nothing in. With a desperate gasp, almost sob, of relief she saw the white mini bus blazing down the road towards them, dust billowing behind. The destination sign in the window showed that it was going to Ndirande Township, further confirmed by the bus conductor who hung out of the window shouting 'aku Ndirande! Aku Ndirande!' The bus skidded to a halt at the makeshift bus stop, raising dirt as the conductor jumped out and hastily began to usher people in, virtually pushing in more people than the bus was designed for. She sat between an ample portioned woman - truly voluptuous would perhaps be a more politically correct term - and an old, wiry man holding a restless chicken. At every bus stop, even though some got off, the press of the squeeze increased as more people were packed into the bus like sardines, but she had too many things running riot in her mind to care. Finally, the bus reached the outskirts of the semi-squatter settlement that was Ndirande. As she looked out of the small patch of window that she could see, there were dirty, semi-naked children running along the road, roadside garages with vehicles at varying stages of breakdown, men clustered around a hand made iron stove in which either chips or meat 'chiwaya' fried... She got off the bus, and almost as one in a trance, she made her way to the shack that she rented. She curtsied slightly, in respect and greeting as she passed to age wrinkled, toothless elders playing a lively game of 'bao' that was liberally sprinkled with claims of cheating and superiority at the game as the sun beat down on them. As she got to her shack, entered and closed the door behind her, she allowed her handbag to slide off her shoulder and drop to the floor. She surveyed the room in which she stood. It was a single room, very moderate in size, with a thin mattress on the floor. Against the wall, stood two plastic checked bags with some clothes hanging out of one, a row of tired looking shoes, a clutter of mismatched dishes and cutlery, an iron basin, a jug of water, and a battered iron that stood next to a socket that was hanging out of the wall by the wires...As she despondently toed her shoes off and sat down, she wondered to herself, 'how did my life come to this?' Almost inevitably, her mind went back to that time 3 year ago...

Anbieter: Thalia AT
Stand: 27.02.2020
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