Watch Over Me
(Sprache: Englisch)
A modern ghost story about trauma and survival, Watch Over Me is the much-anticipated new novel from the Printz Award-winning author of We Are Okay
★ "Gripping; an emotion-packed must-read." -Kirkus, starred review
★ "A painfully...
★ "Gripping; an emotion-packed must-read." -Kirkus, starred review
★ "A painfully...
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A modern ghost story about trauma and survival, Watch Over Me is the much-anticipated new novel from the Printz Award-winning author of We Are Okay★ "Gripping; an emotion-packed must-read." -Kirkus, starred review
★ "A painfully compelling gem from a masterful creator." -Booklist, starred review
★ "Moving, unsettling, and full of atmospheric beauty." -SLJ, starred review
Mila is used to being alone.
Maybe that's why she said yes. Yes to a second chance in this remote place, among the flowers and the fog and the crash of waves far below.
But she hadn't known about the ghosts.
Newly graduated from high school, Mila has aged out of the foster care system. So when she's offered a teaching job and a place to live on an isolated part of the Northern California coast, she immediately accepts. Maybe she will finally find a new home-a real home. The farm is a refuge, but it's also haunted by the past. And Mila's own memories are starting to rise to the surface.
Nina LaCour, the Printz Award-winning author of We Are Okay, delivers another emotional knockout with Watch Over Me about trauma and survival, chosen family and rebirth.
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had we been telling the truthOn the morning of my interview I slept until eight, went downstairs to the kitchen, and poured myself the last of the coffee. I stood at the counter, watching out the window as I sipped, and then pushed up my sleeves and turned on the water to wash the breakfast dishes that Amy and Jonathan had left stacked in the sink.
In just a few days, I would leave them.
Amy had bought a crib and tucked it into the garage. A few days after that, she came home with a bag from a toy store. A stuffed bunny peeked over the side. She asked me how my English final went and I told her that I wrote about the collapse of social mores in a couple of short stories and she said it sounded great. And then she took the bag into their bedroom as though it were nothing.
She was only being kind. I knew that. They hadn t asked me to stay.
The sink was empty. I scrubbed it until it was perfectly white and then I turned off the water. I tried to breathe. I tried not to want this so badly.
My phone buzzed.
Are you ready? Karen asked. She d been my social worker for four years and even though I could tell she was in traffic, probably dribbling coffee on her skirt and checking her email as she talked to me, she calmed my racing heart.
I think so, I said.
Remember they read your letter. I ve told them so much about you. They ve talked to all your references. This is just a final step. And you get to make sure you really want it.
I want it.
I know you do, honey. I want it for you too. Call me as soon as it s over.
He knocked at ten thirty, exactly when he said he d arrive.
Mila? he asked when I opened the door. He stuck out his hand. Nick Bancroft. So nice to finally meet you.
... mehr
I led him into the kitchen, where a round table sat beneath a window in the sun and the chairs were close enough for friendly conversation but far enough apart for strangers.
How are you doing? he asked after we sat.
Well, finals are over, so that s good, I said.
Yes, congratulations. Your transcripts are solid. Have you considered college?
I shrugged. Maybe I ll go at some point.
He nodded, but I saw that he felt sorry for me. My eyes darted to the window. I didn t know how to talk about my life with someone who understood. I clenched a fist in my lap and forced myself not to cry. I was ready to prove my work ethic, talk about the hours I spent volunteering at the library, and assure him that I was not afraid of dirt or messes or children throwing tantrums but I was not ready for this.
So, let me tell you about Terry and Julia and the farm, he said, taking mercy on me. They adopted me when I was three, so it s been home basically all my life. I haven t lived at the farm in a long time, but I help them run the finances and I do all the interviews. I felt my fist unclench and I settled into the chair and listened to him tell me about the things I had already learned from talking to Karen and reading a San Francisco Chronicle article from fifteen years ago with the headline "Mendocino Couple Adopts Fortieth Foster Child." He talked about the farm and how everyone contributes to running it, from the children to the interns, and how as an intern I would spend my weekdays teaching in the schoolhouse and my Sundays waking up at five a.m. to run the booth at the farmers market. He told me about the holidays when all the grown-up children come back to visit. It becomes home if you let it, he said. Even for the interns. I know that might sound hard to believe, but it s true.
When
I led him into the kitchen, where a round table sat beneath a window in the sun and the chairs were close enough for friendly conversation but far enough apart for strangers.
How are you doing? he asked after we sat.
Well, finals are over, so that s good, I said.
Yes, congratulations. Your transcripts are solid. Have you considered college?
I shrugged. Maybe I ll go at some point.
He nodded, but I saw that he felt sorry for me. My eyes darted to the window. I didn t know how to talk about my life with someone who understood. I clenched a fist in my lap and forced myself not to cry. I was ready to prove my work ethic, talk about the hours I spent volunteering at the library, and assure him that I was not afraid of dirt or messes or children throwing tantrums but I was not ready for this.
So, let me tell you about Terry and Julia and the farm, he said, taking mercy on me. They adopted me when I was three, so it s been home basically all my life. I haven t lived at the farm in a long time, but I help them run the finances and I do all the interviews. I felt my fist unclench and I settled into the chair and listened to him tell me about the things I had already learned from talking to Karen and reading a San Francisco Chronicle article from fifteen years ago with the headline "Mendocino Couple Adopts Fortieth Foster Child." He talked about the farm and how everyone contributes to running it, from the children to the interns, and how as an intern I would spend my weekdays teaching in the schoolhouse and my Sundays waking up at five a.m. to run the booth at the farmers market. He told me about the holidays when all the grown-up children come back to visit. It becomes home if you let it, he said. Even for the interns. I know that might sound hard to believe, but it s true.
When
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Autoren-Porträt von Nina LaCour
Nina LaCour is the author of the widely acclaimed Hold Still, The Disenchantments, Everything Leads to You, and the Michael L. Printz Award winner We Are Okay. She is also the coauthor, with David Levithan, of You Know Me Well. Formerly a bookseller and high school English teacher, she now writes and parents full-time. A San Francisco Bay Area native, Nina lives with her family in San Francisco, California. www.ninalacour.com
Produktdetails
- Autor: Nina LaCour
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 14 Jahre
- 2022, 288 Seiten, Maße: 13,5 x 20,3 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Penguin Random House
- ISBN-10: 059310899X
- ISBN-13: 9780593108994
- Erscheinungsdatum: 20.01.2022
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
Praise for Watch Over MeYALSA Best Fiction of the Year
Kirkus Best Books of the Year
New York Public Library Best Books of the Year
Chicago Public Library Best Books of the Year
Buzzfeed Best of the Year
The sense of place is strong, and readers will be transported to the rocky, coastal hills shrouded in fog and full of secrets.... Mila s journey to reclaim herself and find independence is tense and powerful. Kirkus, starred review
LaCour presents a ghost story that is moving, unsettling, and full of atmospheric beauty with foggy, coastal air that hangs heavy in the pages.... 100% LaCour at its core. SLJ, starred review
LaCour s portrait of a young woman yearning to belong and facing her past while navigating the liminal space between childhood and adulthood brims with tender moments and sensory details. Publishers Weekly, starred review
LaCour s writing is lyrical and atmospheric, both in capturing the natural setting of the story and in exploring the dark recesses of her characters grief, guilt, and psychic pain.... An empowering story of one young woman s quest to rediscover the part of herself she has left behind and to become independent. Horn Book
Praise for Printz Award winning author Nina LaCour
We Are Okay
Winner of the Michael L. Printz Medal
A National Best Seller
A meditation on surviving grief, We Are Okay is short, poetic and gorgeously written. The world LaCour creates is fragile but profoundly humane. The New York Times Book Review
A beautiful, devastating piece of art. Be prepared to be gutted and grateful. We Are Okay is an extraordinary work by an author who keeps redefining and elevating her genre. BookPage
Nina LaCour treats her emotions so beautifully and with such empathy. Of course, we'd expect nothing less from the stunning LaCour. Bustle
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Exquisite. Kirkus, starred review
LaCour paints a captivating depiction of loss, bewilderment, and emotional paralysis . . . raw and beautiful. Booklist, starred review
Beautifully crafted . . . . A quietly moving, potent novel. SLJ, starred review
A moving portrait of a girl struggling to rebound after everything she s known has been thrown into disarray. Publishers Weekly, starred review
Bittersweet and hopeful . . . poetic and skillfully crafted. Shelf Awareness, starred review
Hold Still
An impressive debut. Publishers Weekly
Confident writing and [a] savvy sense of prose. Kirkus
The book is written with honesty, revealing one's pain after the loss of a loved one. SLJ
The Disenchantments
Quietly compelling . . . well rendered, bittersweet and hopeful. The Los Angeles Times
This is about the inside and outside of characters, the past and future of their lives and it is astonishing. Booklist, starred review
A rich tapestry that will make readers confident that they are in the hands of a master storyteller. Hauntingly beautiful. Kirkus, starred review
Bittersweet and hopeful . . . poetic and skillfully crafted. Shelf Awareness, starred review
Everything Leads to You
Underneath the privilege surges real pain, longing, and feeling. Publishers Weekly, starred review
LaCour paints a captivating depiction of loss, bewilderment, and emotional paralysis . . . raw and beautiful. Booklist, starred review
Beautifully crafted . . . . A quietly moving, potent novel. SLJ, starred review
A moving portrait of a girl struggling to rebound after everything she s known has been thrown into disarray. Publishers Weekly, starred review
Bittersweet and hopeful . . . poetic and skillfully crafted. Shelf Awareness, starred review
Hold Still
An impressive debut. Publishers Weekly
Confident writing and [a] savvy sense of prose. Kirkus
The book is written with honesty, revealing one's pain after the loss of a loved one. SLJ
The Disenchantments
Quietly compelling . . . well rendered, bittersweet and hopeful. The Los Angeles Times
This is about the inside and outside of characters, the past and future of their lives and it is astonishing. Booklist, starred review
A rich tapestry that will make readers confident that they are in the hands of a master storyteller. Hauntingly beautiful. Kirkus, starred review
Bittersweet and hopeful . . . poetic and skillfully crafted. Shelf Awareness, starred review
Everything Leads to You
Underneath the privilege surges real pain, longing, and feeling. Publishers Weekly, starred review
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