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388 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2008
“Talk about sloppy seconds.
Was there such a thing as sloppy thousandths?”
She wondered what it would have been like to have a son. Granted, she was an outsider, but mothers and sons seemed to have such uncomplicated relationships. Boys were easy to read. With one glance, you could tell whether they were angry or sad or happy. They appreciated simple things, like pizza and video games, and when they fought with their friends, it was never for blood, or worse, for sport. You never heard about boys writing slam notes or spreading rumors about each other at school. A boy never came home crying because someone called him fat. Well, maybe he did, but his mother could make everything better by stroking his head, baking some cookies. He would not sulk for weeks over the slightest perceived insult.”
“His words hung between them, and Faith tried to pin down when exactly their relationship had gone from cooly professional to personal. There was something so kind about him under his awkward manners and social ineptness. Despite her best intentions, Faith realised that she could not hate Will Trent.”
Will Trent was certainly an enigma.
Sometimes, all you could do was pray for the strength to carry on.
For years, Abigail had worried that her daughter would turn out exactly like her mother. Now she worried the she would not turn out at all.