Adam & Eve audiobook

Wow, coming in to write a review, I notice the average rating is 2.8 - and that is with my four stars. A few things to mention about why I picked up this book, before I tell you what I thought about it. I actually liked it a lot! Took me a while to get into the audio, and I didn't much like her voice for the first third to half. I accepted her better when I played it faster, at 1.2. I had a patient who I met with for many years who was a big reader, English major in literature, who ended up in Library Sciences. She told me that Sena Jeter Naslund was her favorite all time go to author. In fact, she recommended Abundance, which is the only other Naslund book I had ever read. I picked up Abundance for one reason or another, and I believe if I am not incorrect, I read that for the year that I spent time in Paris and France for Marie Antoinnette - Or now that I am thinking, this was the Hapsburg Princess of Austria, that started in Paris. That feels more right to me. In any case, she was right - I loved Abundance. So I was set up to appreciate the breadth and style of this author.Second, some of you know that Eve is my historical fiction remarkable woman/person of the year. This is the second year I have done it, and I have learned something. It is easy to get sick of a remarkable person. Even one you like and who is compelling. By the end of last year, I was quite done with Cleopatra, even from all the different angles. I have enjoyed Eve, and a lot is left to the imagination. Watching each of these authors portray her, has been fascinating, and there is a lot of interesting spiritual perspective on what is sin, and Eden, and love, and nature, and beauty, and connectivity, and creation, and a lot about what is mothering. But this one, is actually not about the original Adam and Eve, in fact its set in 2020, although there is a beginning set up of 2017. There is of course some connection to the original storyline, and there is the introduction of gnostic gospels (did I get that right?) found in 1945, that makes the suggestion of the original Genesis, Adam and Eve Creation Story, suggest that there were even earlier versions, and alternate versions. There is an interfaith trio of folks that invite the thriller aspect, a group called Perpetuity that has folks who agree from multiple faiths that alternate versions must not exist - and that threatens our entire Judeo-Christian-Muslim origins. This group is after our heroine, and later heroine and heroes who are trying to protect both the gospels and a flash drive. A flash drive they want to destroy, as it suggests we are not alone - the likely presence of extra terrestrial life. Therein outlines a backdrop to the story. There's a lot more though.Here's where the story turns crazy. Lucy, carrying the gospels and the flashdrive, inevitably is on the run and flying a small aircraft and lands in a lush uninhabited jungle, where she is likely believed to be dead. She meets a man named Adam, a likely war/PTSD veteran, who in his confusion and mental illness, believes he is living alone on the earth, in Eden. When he meets Lucy, he assumes she is his Eve, and he takes care of her, nurses her back to health, and they live in Eden for quite a while together, contemplating the world. As an art therapist, and someone who understood and questioned things about the universe given her own background, this is healing for them both. Eventually they meet up with others who also teach and lead them to things, and the father daughter set who entrusted them with the gospels, becomes a whole 'nother area of exploration around background and belief, and risks, and artistry, and family, and love, and there are falling Piano's, parachutes, early cave art, a Sufi Arabic father, eventually a chase, and then things settle out. There is loss, there is healing, there is violence, there is beauty, and there is love, and there is anger. Creation and destruction, and they begin to live the answers to the questions they each seek. I can't deny it was a little strange at times, but hey it was a totally different plot twist, and you just sort have to go with it. At least it was original. I actually came to really like it and its beauty. And to be honest, I am glad it was a more contemporary Adam and Eve, which led us to contemplate questions that are both contemporary and from ancient sources. I loved the idea of early storytelling and knowledge. Cave art and gospels, as compared with flashdrives, and quantum physics and the idea of extraterrestrial life. And the ultimate question, which is beyond are we alone... What if what we believed has other realities and angles? Would you fight to protect your vision, version, of what you believe? Why is there war, and how do you heal from violence and injustice? What is worth living and dying for. The perfect Eve book, at the near end of the year, because she kept reminding us, and Adam. She isn't Eve - she is Lucy. Which turns out is better, and really healing, and ultimately imperfect and beautiful and righteous, even in her own path of grief to love, and questions to resolution.If this is for you, it will call to you. Otherwise, thank you for taking the time to read my review and my on-going thoughts on the Year of Eve. I invite you to write to me if you read the book and you had thoughts. If you liked it, hated it, was confused by it, what have you. I'd still love to know. If you love this author for other books, and which ones? What you thought about the spiritual part? Some of it was crazy and didn't hang together, but the premise was just so damn original. You can tell, because usually my reviews tell you almost nothing about the premise. But I didn't tell you anything more than what you might find alluded to or spoken about in the book jacket or synopsis. The rest, you just have to experience for yourself.

The brain is wider than the sky.-Emily DickinsonFrom this valley they say you are going . . .Come and stay by my side if you love me. Do not hasten to bid me adieu . . . Adam & Eve is an unusual novel that had been sitting on my bookshelf since 2011. Finally got around to reading Adam & Eve in 2020 during the world-wide pandemic. Curious that the year 2020 plays a significant role in a novel published ten years earlier. Because my library was closed, I had to dive deep into my personal bookshelves in order to retain some sense of sanity. Of course, for many readers this is probably not the book of choice for sanity. I guess I expected more along the extra-terrestrial line of thinking and less of meeting Adam & Eve naked in the biblical garden of Eden. This book is quite bizarre and unique. I'm glad I haven't read any other books by the author, because apparently this work ventures outside her regular terrain, and disappointed most of her fans.I was thinking I might donate Adam & Eve to my neighborhood Free Little Library, but now I think I might keep the book since it's so weird! My neighbors probably wouldn't appreciate Adam & Eve anyway. There were times when I was very intrigued and considered a 5 star rating and at other times a 3 star rating. I settled on 4 stars. I would recommend that any reader considering this book, approach Adam & Eve with an open mind. Good Luck! 2021 Update: Good thing I kept the book since I ended up re-reading Adam & Eve almost exactly one year after my first reading. Dan Brown meets The Cave of Forgotten Dreams in this highly sexual novel.Favorite Passages: When The Piano FallsFrom the sky, at the rate of 32.2 feet per second, a grand piano is hurtling down like a huge black bird of prey over our upturned faces. In that moment is a beginning and an end, alpha and omega, Genesis and Revelation.Because we always ask, like any logical child, "Yes, but what came before the beginning and after the end?" I start with the year 2017, three years before I fell into Adam's world and lived with him in the shade of an apple tree.The instant before the piano fell, from a block away, I saw only a curiosity in the Amsterdam sky: a grand piano, aloft. To the best of my rapidly moving feet, the words of the White Rabbit - "I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date" - played through my mind from Alice in Wonderland._______And yes, because of the reality of mass murder, I wanted Thom to buy himself a grand piano._______"Sometimes," he said soberly, "I think we should achieve peace on earth before we deal with extraterrestrial life. It would be a sign that we're ready. Fission and fusion, the bombs, came too soon."_______. . . I wanted to understand the immaterial realm - what were thought and feeling? What did being human mean?A Life in Ramallah"I'm changing to mathematics," Eyad answered."Why?""It's a purer world. It has no reference to physical realities."_______(view spoiler)["Now I have given you a second mouth," he said quickly in a low voice. "Make it smile, if you can. Laugh long." (hide spoiler)]Passage to EgyptI rejoiced in their achievements. That they could create - begin, develop, and finish something! Wasn't that the very template of sanity? At least of continuity, which was one of the hallmarks of sanity._______"'Twenty-twenty,' Thom used to say to me, 'might be the Year of Clear Vision.' May you prove him right."_______I rather liked the idea of being at risk. It made me feel more alert._______My gaze followed a north-flowing bubble on the river. "Where are you going, and where have you been?" I muttered to the waters of the Nile surrounding the boat._______When I looked at the broken columns and damaged images of temple ruins, I only felt how broken and damaged I was. It was only as I stared at the waters of the Nile that I felt any peace. A river can be like a great life-supporting artery flowing through the body of a country. The Mississippi, the Nil, the Thames, the Seine, the Danube, the Rhine, the Amazon, the Ganges, and the Yangtze. Such a river is an artery with its own pulse. Such a river is its own heart as well as that of the land it parts and nourishes. I wished for such a conduit of life to flow through me and enliven all my parts. Or some ocean to rock and lave me. A tour of ruins, however noble or ambitious, was not enough.________It was a whim, an impulse. No, it was part of a desire to be free. I wanted to test myself as an independent woman.IGTIYAL!. . . mere men had struggled for intellectual ascendancy in establishing what was sacred, and they had eliminated those books with alternative views._______"Skepticism is a path," my retired neighbor the dear old professor had cautioned, "not a destination."_______From the bottom of a framed picture of the current president-dictator cascaded a ladder of translations of the word Welcome."Thank you," I said out loud to the dictator and wondered if I were losing my mind._______The Gospel of Philip suggested that Adam and Eve were originally one androgynous figure.______I, too, believed in the ineffable. As an art therapist, I believed that the hand that draws inner realities is the friend of an anguished soul. A picture can evoke what cannot be said.______. . . but to weigh any word as solid gold is a snare and delusion. Admire language as we admire pyrite, for its lovey glitter._______"Here in the East, often you must look twice - or more - to see the truth."_______If the codex concealed in the retrofitted French horn case would cause people - Christians, Jews, and Muslims - to find unity in reading Genesis less literally, then I was all for it.The Dragon's NeckThe nylon panties placed over his head by his torturers had comforted him._______In the state hospital in Idaho, on the stationary bike facing east, long ago Adam had sometimes pedaled hard to pull up the sun. They had not known then what he was doing. There was a translucent, almost invisible thread connecting the sprocket of the bicycle to the sun. With the action of his legs, he had made the sun rise, reeling it up so that they would all benefit from its heat and light. Adam's morning job had been to wind up the sun while its spread its wings like a golden bird rising from its nest behind the eastern mountains._______He looked for yesterday but could not find the seam in the air that would allow him to slip backward in time.AIRPLANE!"Fly me back to childhood," I whispered to it. "Let me try again."In the GardenAdam knew that all the animals were inside himself. They lived in his head, and they were small enough to curl up inside the convolutions of his brain, even the elephant and the giraffe. He would have liked to draw them.In the small space between his skull and his brain, insects buzzed, cicadas and locusts. Grasshoppers such as might eat up all the wheat whirred and jumped within his synapses, but none of them gave him pain - not even the lion whose roar blasted from his ears into the waiting air._______"Fox!" Adam shrieked, and high in the trees the cherries trembled on their stems. God intensified their color and gave their smooth cheeks a sheen.Then Adam remembered the sharp teeth of the fox and how it had been, long ago, in Idaho._______Fox! He howled and beat the animal in his chest with his fist.For the Beauty of the EarthI knew I was hurt, burned across my back and scalp, but for the moment I felt nothing but relief. And triumph. I was alive. Lucky.Remember your name is Lucy, and Lucy is part of the word lucky. It's always lucky just to be alive. Words my grandmother once said to me.I sat in the water and surveyed my situation. What I saw around me seemed cut from the fabric of pure simplicity - blue sky, green sea. Unspeakably beautiful. More: my eyes glorified the sandy yellow neutrality of the beach. Cloud billows without motion hung in the blue. Lucky merely to be alive. Green water incessantly rocking like the sublime comfort of Grandmother's soft sway. Lucky.GethsemaneFrom the beginning, I realized I had fallen into a place that was no place. Like a person in a Rousseau painting, I inhabited a landscape and a situation that combined realities with imaginative vision.Lucy as Eve"In Greek mythology," he mused, "sometimes the honorably defeated were placed in the night sky to become constellations."________I imagined Adam crossing their constellation; he was a planet, a wanderer through the night sky, not a fixed star. A loose cannon. Someone who wrestled with his demons at night and cried out when they pinched him or scorched him with their breath. Someone whose day-self carried all the sweetness of the honeycomb. Who called me Eve.________"It's good to be able to take care of somebody.""I'm not that sort of woman," I said. "I don't want a man to take care of me. I take care of myself."________In the weeks that followed, delusion and daze haunted my mind. I seemed always to be awakening, and always to be wondering if what I remembered was a dream or reality. Wonder seemed the best state of mind. It was less irritating than certainty, less taxing than the process of deciding - anything.Pierre Saad"There is a certain freedom in widowhood, which she fears to lose."RECOVERYWhen I opened the door to the cupboard of memory, its shelves were bare, with one exception.________While I walked I visited memories - only happy ones, first with Thom, then with my grandmother. The sequence and images from the past seemed almost palpable, as though I could handle them. I felt as though I were folding clean laundry, fresh and warm from the dryer. Sorting my memories had something of the same soothing, almost mindless rhythm. I was tidying up the past, making it as nice as possible, getting ready, perhaps, to put it away.The American PatientThis place is where we come for peace and healing. Pieces of the past are here - gardens and trees. We call it Eden.Life of a SufiAs an aging man, after he journeyed to Cairo and became full of natural wisdom and of Sufi learning, he would know they were the same - the depth of his heart and the height of the stars. It was those unattainable and distant points of light that made the flatness of the earth meaningful to him. What was life if it had only length and breadth like a rectangle drawn on a flat of sand? No, it was the third dimension, that of height or depth (they were infinitely the same), that he had sought and found.Even when he was still young, he first found meaningfulness as height in the heavens above when he stood watch at night alone on the dunes with animals. He had thought of the shepherds in the story of the birth of the prophet Jesus and how with his birth a brightness had come to their minds and their inner voices had been allowed to speak and sing, "Behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people."Second, he had found transcendence in the depth of his heart. Sometimes he told himself his own story (when he had no child near enough to listen):. . . . because they do not know reality but only these empty visible forms, these shapes we use as guideposts._______That is my story. This is the end of the story that swooped me up in its wings._______Voices braid together to tell a story. Sometimes one section disappears behind another. How many strands are there, and where do they come from and how does one story disappear or emerge unexpectedly?_______For almost forty thousand years, images begat images through the hands of mankind, and most men went away and forgot the cave art and did not understand even what it was. Incised or painted on an envelope of rock, the mail was left undelivered. Only a few people knew the rock images were addressed to them and to their children's children._______"What will it mean," Thom had asked through his letters, "if we can picture a universe with others Out There? What will it mean about humanness?"The Road to BaghdadThere is a fountain filled with bloodDrawn form Emmanuel's veins.And sinners plunged beneath that floodLose all their guilty stains._______"God works in mysterious ways, his wonders to conceal." Then he spurted again with painful mirth.Wonders - was that the word? Or was it horrors?_______"Come down to Kew in lilac timeIn lilac time, in lilac time. Come down to Kew in lilac time -It isn't far from London," she quoted."Shakespeare?" he asked."No. Alfred Noyes. Also wrote 'The Highwayman.'""'The road was ribbon of moonlight . . .,'" he quoted."No, it isn't," she said. "The road is a white-hot poker."_______Among the trees, he saw shaggy movements with humps. Two creatures. One golden as a sand pile, the other dark, almost black. Two camels. Two wild camels. He named them Day and Night.He sat Eve on her feet."Look, darling," he said. "Wild camels, among the trees."_______But look at the stars.A starry, moonless night is the most blessed of all nights.Diamonds.Worlds unseen.Stars galore.The word galore - it comes from some place deeper than the throat.From the belly of God. When he's generous.The French Quartet"I have no idea how he found us. He's very dear. A creature from another universe."LOVE AND ARTWas a camera hidden in the corner of Thom's glasses? Was he possibly even a spy? Adam's DreamLucy's sentences seemed curved, Adam thought, then straightened like a drawing that wanted to be a portal more than a picture . . . _______His story was like an insect, a roly-poly bug that could curl itself into a smooth gray ball concealing its many legs like small hairs along its side and also obscuring its beginning and its end. _______The old man was like a mountain spring, and the words from his lips flowed unceasingly over jagged rocks and smooth, flat stones, over toads and watercress. Minnows swam in his words, and then a gigantic whale whose passing was interminable. Yards and yards of gray whale blocked Adam's vision like the passing of a freight train at a rural crossing, till finally the way was clear and that moving assemblage no longer blocked the vista. _______"You don't know what cave paintings have meant to me," Lucy said. She was roused by the imperative to explain. "To me, they're the emblem of the human spirit. When people first knew themselves to be people, not just survivors, they felt the urge to create. Probably they danced and told stories, too, but what have endured for us are the paintings. When I encourage my patients to paint and draw, I'm encouraging them to know the root of their humanness and that they're not alone. Their work bridges the space between them and any other human."_______Below was the land of nightmare. Everywhere, just under the surface, pulsed the possibility of war or violence._______Cellar door. Hadn't he read somewhere that scientists had determined that phrase to be the most euphonious in the English language?_______To pass form the basement into the underworld, they each folded themselves in half and entered the mouth of the earth through the stone lips. When he bent himself to enter, Adam impulsively turned and backed through. "Breech," he said softly. "Ass-backward I am reborn into the realm of darkness." He would would ask Lucy if Shakespeare had written that. Macbeth?"Are there witches here?" Lucy joked.Pierre answered that he thought not, but shamans perhaps.WITHIN THE EARTHWhen you recognize tenderness, it comes to dwell in you. The painting of a tongue is a tongue speaking to you. The painting is a gentle, silent licking of your soul._______"Over thousands of years, the artists - shamans, whoever they were - continued to draw in the same style, to copy the drawings created thousands of years before their time. It's the same with stories. Stories begat stories and were passed through the air from lips into ears until they became the written sacred texts our cultures hold so dear, our holy books, our bibles."Pierre's words rattled and fell, like stones exploring a crevasse._______"I believe this: As soon as we were human, it was part of our nature and our necessity to create art."_______The cave's corridor fit his shoulders like a cape too heavy to bear. He would walk upward toward openness, remembering the grassy plains spreading around the Garden of Eden, and how the sunshine drenched everything. How he and Lucy had come together in tenderness and respect under the starry sky on the road to Baghdad._______He walked a maze of branching memory, but there was a wholeness, a continuity, to the narrative. One foot followed another._______"A path speaks horizontal, a stair speaks jagged vertical."BOUSTROPHEDON"I am no longer a vegetarian," Adam announced.________"On the far shore of the underground lake is the sanctuary where dreams originate." He had walked into a cavern full of fantastic shapes that could become whatever the viewer wished, "smooth brown ghosts, some knee-high, some towering high as giants. Very smooth, glazed." In the next chamber, he had been surrounded by the glittering teeth of stalactites and stalagmites encrusted with crystals."Because of your words," I exclaimed, "now we journey there too. We didn't cross the lake but you make us see."_______"Whether told or written, a story lives in moving time; the abode of a picture is timeless in space, whether real or imagine," I promptly answered."And dance is the art form that dwells in time and place at once," Arielle said.How To Read A Sacred Text"Perhaps the historical truth is more complex."_______"Because we live in our own time, we must each create new myths to represent the truth."_______Perhaps there are other realities not only invisible to sight but also unapprehendable by touch and by all the senses.EPILOGUE"This freedom, this authenticity."

I am somewhat surprised to see this book rated so lowly on Goodreads. I think it has a lot to do with the author establishing first with "Ahab's Wife," a historical fiction novel, and this book is worlds apart from that. This read would be more like a 3.5 stat read for me, but I'll get into what I think was and wasn't working:The main thing that caught my attention was the overall flatness of the main character, Lucy. I feel like we receive bits and pieces of her background that were created in a void just to give her life, such as her two childhood friends that were mentioned throughout the novel yet never seen. Adam was more visceral, and I also loved the characterization of Pierre and Arielle. These were the characters I latched onto. As for the concept of this story, it does lean more into the discovery of the biblical codex than of extraterrestrial life. Thankfully, I'm a fan of both premises (being a science fiction writer as well as a Religious Studies major). I think at times the book strayed from the codex and how the characters felt about it/how it would change the nature of religious thought if it were to be publicized, but I personally liked falling into these odd spaces of human prehistory. The cave scenes and ultimately the end of the novel were quite satisfactory.Honestly, I picked this book up without checking the ratings (though I checked them after). I wouldn't have bought it had I seen that it had a 2.8, so I'm letting this be a lesson to me that I don't have to agree with others' opinions. I'm glad I didn't go with the masses on this one. I even chose to read it now as a "what not to do" when writing about topical matters considering that it didn't seem to resonate with people as is, but it seems that mission has failed since I ended up enjoying this book.

Sena Jeter Nashlund’s latest, Adam & Eve defies description. Part adventure, part mystery, part romance, part thriller, part allegory; a story about religion, art, science, rebirth, and creation, it is nearly impossible to summarize. Due to the fact the Adam & Eve has a trilleresque feel the reader will feel compelled to race to the finish, to the conclusion of the story, however the beauty and true skill of Nashlund’s writing is in what is left unsaid, or better yet, unexplained. An example is the following quote: “The Sufi father taught the boy as he grew that the text is always open to new interpretations because story conjures images, pictures partaking of the infinite transcend both space and time” (pg.216). In Adam & Eve Nashlund has created a thought provoking if perplexing read, that will naturally lend itself to book discussion.

Fan of this author , maybe best known for Ahab's Wife, but has many other books.This strange out of time and extremely politically and geographically current novel strands a PTSD damaged soldie, and plane crash survivor -- wife of a reknowned (suspiciously deceased) astrophysicist in a tiny oasis in the Middle east. Hard to say who the good guys and bad guys are and the ideal if feral interlude of being one man and one woman where time stands still. And the return or Fall of Eden back into today's world.Absolutely fascinating read--imaginative intrigue and human relationships all mixed up with politics, nations, and religion. Loved it. NOT the linear history of Ahab's Wife- this book leans to metaphor and philosphy alongside suspense. Hope you enjoy it too.

One of the oldest stories ever told, that of Adam and Eve, gets a unique remake of sorts in Sena Jeter Naslund's Adam & Eve.Lucy is in Amsterdam for a scientific conference with her husband Thom, an astrophysicist of renown, who tells Lucy that he has proof of extraterrestrial life. He gives Lucy a memory stick that contains all of his evidence.Thom is killed by a falling piano, and Lucy is devastated. Still grieving her loss three years later, Lucy is invited to welcome scientists to a conference in Cairo. It is too much for her, and she breaks down on stage.She meets a young woman who takes Lucy to her father, a scientist Lucy met at the conference. They convince Lucy to smuggle something out of Egypt for them- an alternate version of the book of Genesis that they have found buried.There are fundamentalist Christians, Muslim extremists and literalist Jews who have banded together to stop anyone from finding out about this discovery, even willing to kill to prevent the world from reading this other Genesis.Lucy agrees to fly a plane to France with the scripture, but her plane crashes and she is discovered by Adam, a young soldier who was kidnapped and assaulted by soldiers. Adam believes that Lucy is his Eve and that they are living in the Garden of Eden.This is a big book, full of so many themes it can make your head spin. Lucy and Adam's life in Eden parallels the Biblical story, particularly when another soldier lands in their garden. His presence dramatically changes the dynamic of the Garden. Is he the embodiment of the devilish snake from Genesis?The violence that is an everyday part of life in the Middle East is explored as a root cause of the rise of dangerous religious fundamentalism. Throw in the possibility of life on other planets and the fear of that knowledge endangering religious doctrine. Add in the discovery of very early human drawings in caves in France and you've got a lot to think about.Naslund has packed a lot of ideas into 350 pages, and her characters are well-drawn and interesting. Lucy and Adam's life in the garden is fascinating, and thriller fans will be rewarded with an action-packed sequence that resolves the story. Adam & Eve is the thinking person's answer to The DaVinci Code.

Oh, my, there are so many layers to this book I don't even know where to start. It's a love story. It's an adventure story. It's a mystery. It's psychological suspense. It'sa thriller. It's magical. It's gritty. It's about religion. It's about science. It's about the past. It's about the future. There is art. There is murder. There is profound innocence. There is evil. It is a compelling, confusing, contemplative, page-turning, wondrous read.

The climactic scene in this one moves at breakneck speed, especially compared to the pacing of the rest of the narrative. Naslund deftly shows readers multiple points of view on the Creation Story without ever getting preachy. When the characters finally get to translate the mysterious codex, I found myself torn. Part of me wanted to hold onto my old, ingrained beliefs while another part of me hungered for a new perspective, whatever it may be. Some instances in the book were a bit hard to swallow, but Naslund delivers a provocative tale that interconnects faith, feminism, science, and multiculturalism. Well worth the read!

Adam & Eve is such a good read! It is "a novel of ideas", as Naslund wrote. Metaphysical and astrophysical thinking stretches the reader. Many dreams are well-placed and multi-layered. The characters are individual, believable, and likable. The story/plot flows, also multi-level with unexpected twists at the end. Loved it!

This book was different but also kept me very entertained. I was amazed on how the author described in detail the surroundings and the people. The plot was unusual but amazing. I was glad I found this treasure to read. The plot and the characters are unique. I liked this book a lot.

Piloting a private airplane to France from Egypt by way of Iraq without benefit of passports; regardless an intriguing story with a clever finish. Looked for Ahab's Wife when I took this one back to the library, but it wasn't there.

Rated 9 out of 10

I love the authors mind.

What a fun ride. I really enjoyed the adventure.

good book.

Suprisingly engrossing, and beautiful prose.