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The Dream Keeper's Daughter A Novel [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Colin, Emily
  • Author:  Colin, Emily
  • ISBN-10:  1101884312
  • ISBN-10:  1101884312
  • ISBN-13:  9781101884317
  • ISBN-13:  9781101884317
  • Publisher:  Ballantine Books
  • Publisher:  Ballantine Books
  • Pages:  480
  • Pages:  480
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-May-2017
  • Pub Date:  01-May-2017
  • SKU:  1101884312-11-SPLV
  • SKU:  1101884312-11-SPLV
  • Item ID: 100123308
  • List Price: $16.00
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USEmily Colin’sdebut novel,The Memory Thief, has been aNew York Timesbestseller and a Target Emerging Authors Pick. Her diverse life experience includes organizing a Coney Island tattoo and piercing show, hauling fish at the Dolphin Research Center in the Florida Keys, roaming New York City as an itinerant teenage violinist, helping launch two small publishing companies, and serving as the associate director of DREAMS of Wilmington, a nonprofit dedicated to immersing youth in need in the arts. Originally from Brooklyn, she lives in Wilmington, NC with her family. She loves chocolate, is addicted to tiramisu, and dislikes anything containing beans. 
Isabel

I am on my knees, the sun beating on my back and dirt from long- dead bones sifting through my gloved fingers, when my cell- phone rings.
Focused as I am on the dig, the phone’s shrill summons startles me. I jolt upright and lose my balance, falling on my butt and send- ing a cloud of dirt into the air. Behind me, I hear Jake, one of my graduate students, let out what can only be described as a guffaw. I swivel to glare at him and he smothers it into a cough, looking abashed. Color creeps up his cheeks, already reddened from the sun and wind.
I assume the phone call will be from my supervisor, back at the College of Charleston. Or from my dad, who keeps Finn, my seven- year-old daughter, when I do fieldwork. Squinting to make out the number, I try to suppress the instinctive, icy panic I feel whenever the phone rings:It’s the school. Finn is gone. She was on the play- ground at recess and now they can’t find her anywhere, it’s like she vanished into thin air.
It’s not useful to react this way, I admonish myself. It’s not pro- ductive. But I can’t help it. For all my years of mixed martial arts training and a black belt in judo, I still don’t feel like the world is a safe place, a place where peopls+
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