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456 pages, Paperback
First published September 20, 2016
Lib had a dizzying sense that time could fall into itself like the embers. That in these dim huts nothing had changed since the age of the Druids and nothing ever would. What was that line in the hymn they鈥檇 sung at Lib鈥檚 school? The night is dark, and I am far from home.
In Lib鈥檚 experience, those who wouldn鈥檛 cheat a shopkeeper by a farthing would lie about how much brandy they drank or whose room they鈥檇 entered and what they鈥檇 done there. Girls bursting out of their stays denied their condition till the pangs gripped them. Husbands swore blind that their wives鈥� smashed faces were none of their doing. Everybody was a repository of secrets.
Assigned by her mentor (Florence Nightingale) to watch over an eleven year old "miracle" child in Ireland who hasn't eaten in four months, a skeptical British nurse believes an easy task is at hand to quickly prove foul play and return home, but soon finds herself in the midst of a strangely complicated and religiously close-knit Catholic family.
Somewhat slow going while the story builds and characters are developed, but very atmospheric throughout as a nineteenth century small Irish village and their many superstitions are brought to life while complex pieces of a mystery are uncovered.
THE WONDER has a uniquely imaginative plot that kept me guessing where it was headed, and an ending I truly enjoyed.
(Thank you NetGalley and Little, Brown and Company for the free ebook in exchange for an impartial review!)
A fast didn鈥檛 go fast; it was the slowest thing there was. Fast meant a door shut fast, firmly. A fastness, a fortress. To fast was to hold fast to emptiness, to say no and no and no again.
鈥淒o you know what indelible means?鈥� [Lib]
鈥淎 stain that won鈥檛 come off.鈥� [Anna]
Like small gods, children formed their miniature worlds out of clay, or even just words. To them, the truth was never simple.