Every Last One

I was lucky on Friday when I snagged a recently donated book at the Chester library.  It was Anne Quindlen's newest book "Every Last One".  I just finished it.  Even though I only started it last night and spent most of the day in Reno I had to read every minute I had available until I finished it.  I love her writing and the way she taps in to my inner most feelings.  This is a the review that "Good Reads" gave and without giving away the plot, it should tempt you to read it also.  I warn you though, most libraries will have a waiting list--as I say I was lucky. 

"In this breathtaking and beautiful novel, the #1 New York Times bestselling author Anna Quindlen creates an unforgettable portrait of a mother, a father, a family, and the explosive, violent consequences of what seem like inconsequential actions.

 Mary Beth Latham is first and foremost a mother, whose three teenaged children come first, before her career as a landscape gardener, or even her life as the wife of a doctor. Caring for her family and preserving their everyday life is paramount. And so, when one of her sons, Max, becomes depressed, Mary Beth becomes focused on him, and is blindsided by a shocking act of violence.

What happens afterwards is a testament to the power of a woman’s love and determination, and to the invisible line of hope and healing that connects one human being with another. Ultimately, in the hands of Anna Quindlen’s mesmerizing prose, Every Last One is a novel about facing every last one of the the things we fear most, about finding ways to navigate a road we never intended to travel, to live a life we never dreamed we’d have to live but must be brave enough to try."

As for the trip to Reno, Mary Anne and I had a nice day at the Temple again and drove through lots of rain.  It smelled so fresh and made everything so green.  I was happy to see it rained in Lake Almanor, too.