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Juniper Tree Burning A Novel [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Long, Goldberry
  • Author:  Long, Goldberry
  • ISBN-10:  0743222113
  • ISBN-10:  0743222113
  • ISBN-13:  9780743222112
  • ISBN-13:  9780743222112
  • Publisher:  Simon & Schuster
  • Publisher:  Simon & Schuster
  • Pages:  464
  • Pages:  464
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Jun-2002
  • Pub Date:  01-Jun-2002
  • SKU:  0743222113-11-MPOD
  • SKU:  0743222113-11-MPOD
  • Item ID: 100215972
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Juniper Tree Burningis a dazzling meditation on legacy and legend, rebellion and renewal.
When Jennie Braverman, formerly known as Juniper Tree Burning, gets news of her brother Sunny Boy Blue's suicide, she flees her new husband and embarks upon a mad dash across the American West toward the site of Sunny's death. Forced to confront the past, Jennie must face the shame of the childhood name she has been so happy to shed. Only after she weaves her way through a tapestry of family sorrows -- poverty, a spider-infested adobe house, and the legacy of her hippie parents -- will Jennie be able to take on her greatest challenge: accepting love.Goldberry Long,a graduate of the Iowa Writers' Workshop, has received a Wallace Stegner Fellowship and a James Michener Fellowship. A native New Mexican, she lives in Southern California and Toronto.Chapter One: Sunny's Wedding Toast

New Year's Day, This Year, Santa Fe

Before he kidnapped me from my own wedding reception, Sunny Boy Blue -- that little prick, that darling Backwards Boy -- he nearly skipped the Big Event altogether. He was scheduled for Christmas, but to the tune of my mother's tears, he missed his flight. Then he missed another, and it seemed that Russia was holding him back, like honey, or a fly trap. Alas, he pulled free with less than twenty-four hours to spare, time enough to wreak a little havoc, assassinate my New Year's Day, my birthday, my wedding day, all my big holidays clustered together, a gaggle of ducks waiting to be shot down by this drunken imposter flown in from Russia. By the reception dinner, I wished him dead.

Such a lovely scene, white linen tablecloths, candles, turkey and all the fixings. Any idiot with a camera knows it when he sees it: a bona fide Photo Opportunity. The Bride and Groom with their families, the Wedding Party, seven of them at the table. I, Jennie, the Bride, had no choice in this; one cannot have a Wedding Party Table withoutlß
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