Summer's Child
Diane Chamberlain
Language: English
Pages: 400
ISBN: 0778328414
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Early on the morning of her eleventh birthday, on the beach beside her North Carolina home, Daria Cato receives an unbelievable gift from the sea—an abandoned newborn baby. When the infant's identity cannot be uncovered, she is adopted by Daria's loving family. But her silent secrets continue to haunt Daria.
Now, twenty years later, Shelly has grown into an unusual, ethereal young woman whom Daria continues to protect. But when Rory Taylor, a friend from Daria's childhood and now a television producer, returns at Shelly's request to do a story about the circumstances surrounding her birth, something precarious shifts in the small town of Kill Devil Hills.
The more questions Rory asks, the more unsettled the tiny community becomes, as closely guarded secrets and the sins of that long-ago summer begin to surface. Piece by piece, the mystery of summer's child is being exposed, a mystery that no one involved—not Shelly, Daria, not even Rory—is prepared to face.
Dark Witch (Cousins O'Dwyer Trilogy, Book 1)
Listen to the Squawking Chicken: When Mother Knows Best, What's a Daughter To Do? A Memoir (Sort Of)
Meet Me at Emotional Baggage Claim
That's Not What I Meant!: How Conversational Style Makes or Breaks Relationships
Song of the Nile (Cleopatra's Daughter, Book 2)
doubt it did any damage.” “Is this the first one she’s had all summer?” “The first in about six months, actually,” Daria said. “And I’m afraid I might have brought it on. I yelled at her.” She leaned over and kissed Shelly’s temple. “I’m sorry, sweetheart.” Rolling onto her back, Shelly opened her eyes. She pulled her thumb from her mouth. “Seizure…?” she asked. “Uh-huh.” Daria nodded. “How do you feel?” “Did I hurt my baby?” “No. I don’t think so.” Shelly rolled back onto her side and
up their human failings. That was her sin. A group of children mobbed Chloe—Sister Chloe—in front of the church after mass, badgering her with questions about what they would be doing in day camp the coming week. Daria liked watching Chloe with the kids. Her sister was animated and affectionate with them, unlike the nuns Daria remembered from her own Catholic school childhood. Sean Macy approached them as they were walking to the car, and the three of them turned to greet him. “Hi, Shelly,
priest walk down the hall and disappear into one of the rooms. In a moment, Shelly stepped into the hallway from the same room. She smiled as she walked toward Grace, a small look of confusion on her face. “Hi, Grace,” she said. Grace stood up. Her heart did a dance in her chest, as it had every time she laid eyes on this young woman. “Rory said you were here, so I hope you don’t mind that I stopped by,” she said. She held out the jar in front of her. “I have this collection of shells that’s
fear of intimacy. He glanced at her as he drove. Her face was turned away from him, toward the window, and he wished there was something he could say to ease whatever fear and pain existed inside her. But it would have to be her decision to confide in him. He could think of nothing he could do to hasten that process. Daria looked up from her seat on the rocker as Rory pulled into his driveway. She and Chloe were sitting on the Sea Shanty porch, reading, but now Daria’s attention was fixed on the
daughter she’d lost? With a horrified jolt, she wondered if Grace might somehow know about Shelly’s role in Pamela’s death. She tried to follow that thought to its logical conclusion: Grace had somehow found out what Shelly had done at the scene of the accident. Then she plotted to meet Shelly, and now, perhaps, was planning to harm her in some way as retribution. “That’s crazy,” she said out loud. Her imagination was running away with her. But what else was she to think? One thing she knew for