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Jorge Miranda Miranda itibaren Mahmutbeyli Köyü, 55850 Mahmutbeyli Köyü/Kavak/Samsun, Türkiye itibaren Mahmutbeyli Köyü, 55850 Mahmutbeyli Köyü/Kavak/Samsun, Türkiye

Okuyucu Jorge Miranda Miranda itibaren Mahmutbeyli Köyü, 55850 Mahmutbeyli Köyü/Kavak/Samsun, Türkiye

Jorge Miranda Miranda itibaren Mahmutbeyli Köyü, 55850 Mahmutbeyli Köyü/Kavak/Samsun, Türkiye

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Very very nice! For people who does'nt know what this book is about: "Award-winning crime novelist Gill tops Death Drop and The Twelfth Juror with her latest thriller. The reader is transfixed by Susannah "Zanny" Moncrief, age six when she drowns little Willie, who with his sister Dolly was evacuated during World War II from heavily shelled Birmingham and found sanctuary with the Moncriefs in Wales. The lovely, seraphic killer escapes suspicion by the police; but her parents and Dolly know, without saying so, what happened. Older and tougher than her brother, Dolly has been absorbing facts about the "posh" life during their stay with the wealthy family. She survives Zanny's second lethal attempt and, benefiting from the Moncriefs' fear- and guilt-ridden largesse, lands in an exclusive boarding school with Zanny, of whom she remains wary. All is well until Zanny, 15, falls for the school's gardener, Murphy, and sends his lover, Bridget, over a cliff to her death. For this crime, Murphy is doomed to hang, and here the author reveals the greatest ingenuity. There is no hint at the stunner ending of this wickedly witty, stylish story. Copyright 1987 Reed Business Information, Inc. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title."

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I wouldn't have read this, except for bookclub--I really didn't want one too dark, but it was done bearably and thankfully ***SPOILER**** the whole book was NOT about their confinement, which I couldn't have handled very well. It brought up a lot of interesting ideas about what the ramifications would be for such a case, and I liked that thinking, but there was still something a bit morose about trying to get into the head of such suffering when it wasn't you experiencing it.