The Book Of Tomorrow The Book Of Tomorrow The magical new novel from number one bestseller Cecelia Ahern. Sometimes tomorrow has to start today Tamara Goodwin always had everything she wanted. Why would she ever give a thought to tomorrow? But suddenly life takes a difficult turn, and Tamara faces the hard decision to swap her glamorous town living for life in the country. However, Tamara is soon lonely and longing for her old life. Then a travelling library arrives in the village, bringing with it a mysterious leather-bound book locked with a gold clasp and padlock. What Tamara discovers within its pages takes her breath away and shakes her world forever. An unforgettable story about how tomorrow can change what happens today… Harper Collins UK 978-0-007-18281-7, 978-0-00-718281-7
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The Book Of Tomorrow

The Book Of Tomorrow
  • Автор: Сесилия Ахерн, Cecelia Ahern
  • Мягкий переплет. Крепление скрепкой или клеем
  • Издательство: Harper Collins UK
  • Год выпуска: 2010
  • Кол. страниц: 446
  • ISBN: 978-0-007-18281-7, 978-0-00-718281-7
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The magical new novel from number one bestseller Cecelia Ahern.
Sometimes tomorrow has to start today
Tamara Goodwin always had everything she wanted. Why would she ever give a thought to tomorrow?
But suddenly life takes a difficult turn, and Tamara faces the hard decision to swap her glamorous town living for life in the country. However, Tamara is soon lonely and longing for her old life.
Then a travelling library arrives in the village, bringing with it a mysterious leather-bound book locked with a gold clasp and padlock. What Tamara discovers within its pages takes her breath away and shakes her world forever.
An unforgettable story about how tomorrow can change what happens today…
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CHAPTER ONE

Field of Buds

They say a story loses something with each telling. If that is the case, this story has lost nothing, for it’s the first time it’s been told.
This story is one for which some people will have to suspend their disbelief. If I wasn’t me and this wasn’t happening to me, I would be one of those people.
Many won’t struggle to believe it, though, for their minds have been opened; unlocked by whatever kind of key causes people to believe. Those people are either born that way or, as babies, when their minds are like little buds, they are nurtured until their petals slowly open and prepare for the very nature of life to feed them. As the rain falls and the sun shines, they grow, grow, grow; minds so open, they go through life aware and accepting, seeing light where there’s dark, seeing possibility in dead ends, tasting victory as others spit out failure, questioning when others accept. Just a little less jaded, a little less cynical. A little less likely to throw in the towel. Some people’s minds open later in life, through tragedy or triumph. Either thing acting as the key to unlatch and lift the lid on that know-it-all box, to accept the unknown, to say goodbye to pragmatism and straight lines.
But then there are those whose minds are merely a bouquet of stalks, which bud as they learn new information—a new bud for a new fact—but yet they never open, never flourish. They are the people of capital letters and full stops, but never of question marks and ellipses…
My parents were those kinds of people. The know-it-all kind. The ‘if it’s not in a book or I haven’t heard it anywhere before then don’t be ridiculous’ kind. Straight thinkers with heads filled with the most beautifully coloured buds, so neatly manicured and so sweetly scented but which never opened, were never light or dainty enough to dance in the breeze; upright and rigid, so matter-of-fact, they were buds till the day they died.
Well, my mother isn’t dead.
Not yet. Not medically, but if she is not dead, she is certainly not living. She’s like a walking corpse that hums every once in a while as though testing herself to see if she’s still alive. From far away you’d think she’s fine.
Содержание
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
AcknowledgmentsAbout the Author
Other Books By
Copyright
About the Publisher
Штрихкод:   9780007182817
Аудитория:   18 и старше
Бумага:   Газетная
Масса:   240 г
Размеры:   177x 111x 26 мм
Оформление:   Частичная лакировка, Тиснение
Литературная форма:   Роман
Тип иллюстраций:   Без иллюстраций
Язык:   Английский
Негабаритный груз:  Нет
Срок годности:  Нет
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