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Firefly Beach - Bilingual quotes that celebrate the beauty of language, showcasing meaningful expressions in two unique perspectives.
"Firefly Beach" is a captivating novel that revolves around the themes of family, love, and healing. The story follows a group of people connected to a small beach town, each grappling with their past and the choices they have made. Their lives intertwine as they discover the importance of forgiveness and acceptance in overcoming personal struggles. As the characters navigate their relationships, they confront their fears and longings, leading to moments of self-discovery. The backdrop of the serene beach adds a layer of tranquility to the narrative, contrasting the inner turmoil experienced by the individuals. The beach serves as a metaphor for both escape and reflection, drawing the characters closer together. Ultimately, "Firefly Beach" is an exploration of how shared experiences can foster growth and connection. The novel emphasizes that addressing unresolved emotions can pave the way for new beginnings and inner peace, making it a poignant read for anyone seeking to understand the complexities of human relationships.
The log stretched across the stream. It had been there for some time. Sticks, feathers, and debris had caught on stray branches protruding from one end. The stream flowed beneath the log, lazy and blackish-green, just before it widened and joined the Connecticut River. Pine trees grew thick along one bank, while reeds whispered along the other.
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The log stretched across the stream. It had been there for some time. Sticks, feathers, and debris had caught on stray branches protruding from one end. The stream flowed beneath the log, lazy and blackish-green, just before it widened and joined the Connecticut River. Pine trees grew thick along one bank, while reeds whispered along the other.
She upset the kids. She told them a really awful story about a pet she had when she was little. How bad could a pet story be? Well, Clea said, knowing this fell in the only in our family category, it eviscerated her cats and could have killed my mother in her sleep. I'd say that's good for a few nightmares, wouldn't you?
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She upset the kids. She told them a really awful story about a pet she had when she was little. How bad could a pet story be? Well, Clea said, knowing this fell in the only in our family category, it eviscerated her cats and could have killed my mother in her sleep. I'd say that's good for a few nightmares, wouldn't you?
Cat limbs all over the floor, chewed to the bone. Mew-Mew, Licorice! Maripat cried. Tearfully, Augusta told them about Tiny grinning at the end of Augusta's bed, covered with blood. His little tongue hanging out, a demoniacal mask on his face, his fangs dripping with blood as he sprang for her throat just before she slammed the door shut.
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Cat limbs all over the floor, chewed to the bone. Mew-Mew, Licorice! Maripat cried. Tearfully, Augusta told them about Tiny grinning at the end of Augusta's bed, covered with blood. His little tongue hanging out, a demoniacal mask on his face, his fangs dripping with blood as he sprang for her throat just before she slammed the door shut.
What about Tiny? Maripat asked shyly. Well, I left him in my room so my mother wouldn't see him. 'Cause you hadn't convinced her to let you keep him yet, Mark said reasonably. Did you leave the cats to keep him company? Yes, Augusta said. And did they become best friends? Maripat asked, happily sensing the end of the story. No, Augusta said, knowing she was in too deep. He ate them.
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What about Tiny? Maripat asked shyly. Well, I left him in my room so my mother wouldn't see him. 'Cause you hadn't convinced her to let you keep him yet, Mark said reasonably. Did you leave the cats to keep him company? Yes, Augusta said. And did they become best friends? Maripat asked, happily sensing the end of the story. No, Augusta said, knowing she was in too deep. He ate them.
Well, I left him in my room so my mother wouldn't see him. 'Cause you hadn't convinced her to let you keep him yet, Mark said reasonably. Did you leave the cats to keep him company? Yes, Augusta said. And did they become best friends? Maripat asked, happily sensing the end of the story. No, Augusta said, knowing she was in too deep. He ate them.
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Well, I left him in my room so my mother wouldn't see him. 'Cause you hadn't convinced her to let you keep him yet, Mark said reasonably. Did you leave the cats to keep him company? Yes, Augusta said. And did they become best friends? Maripat asked, happily sensing the end of the story. No, Augusta said, knowing she was in too deep. He ate them.
Drunk or just drinking, Skye had passed many hours trying not to think about the hunt, about the gun and Andrew Lockwood, about any of it. She had drunk to get loaded, to get wasted, to get happy, to get sad, because she loved the taste, because she was against killing animals, because her husband liked rough sex, because she had nightmares about snakes under her tent, because her father had stopped loving her, because she hated Swan Lake, because she had gone to Redhawk, because she was mad at her mother for offering to trade her life for Caroline's, because Skye herself had killed a man dead.
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Drunk or just drinking, Skye had passed many hours trying not to think about the hunt, about the gun and Andrew Lockwood, about any of it. She had drunk to get loaded, to get wasted, to get happy, to get sad, because she loved the taste, because she was against killing animals, because her husband liked rough sex, because she had nightmares about snakes under her tent, because her father had stopped loving her, because she hated Swan Lake, because she had gone to Redhawk, because she was mad at her mother for offering to trade her life for Caroline's, because Skye herself had killed a man dead.
She found the combination intriguing. Because there were three, at all times two sisters holding hands would be facing the same direction. And one would be facing a different way. No matter how you looked at it, two would always be united. And one would be separate. But which two? And which one?
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She found the combination intriguing. Because there were three, at all times two sisters holding hands would be facing the same direction. And one would be facing a different way. No matter how you looked at it, two would always be united. And one would be separate. But which two? And which one?
Hugh had been her obsession. When he was away, she had assumed he was with other women. It drove her crazy, dominated her thoughts. She had tried to concentrate on her daughters, but her own insecurity was much too huge. When Skye would beg for a story or Clea would need help with her music lessons, Augusta would tell them to ask Caroline. So Augusta could be with Hugh.
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Hugh had been her obsession. When he was away, she had assumed he was with other women. It drove her crazy, dominated her thoughts. She had tried to concentrate on her daughters, but her own insecurity was much too huge. When Skye would beg for a story or Clea would need help with her music lessons, Augusta would tell them to ask Caroline. So Augusta could be with Hugh.
Clear nights are sometimes the coldest.
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Clear nights are sometimes the coldest.
Sometimes it's more generous to take than give,he said.How? Caroline asked.To let the other person give you what he has to offer. If you're always the one giving, you never have to feel disappointed, because you don't expect anything in return. But it's miserly in its own way. Because you never leave yourself open or give the other person a chance.
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Sometimes it's more generous to take than give,he said.How? Caroline asked.To let the other person give you what he has to offer. If you're always the one giving, you never have to feel disappointed, because you don't expect anything in return. But it's miserly in its own way. Because you never leave yourself open or give the other person a chance.
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