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Heggen, Thomas Mister Roberts hardcover. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. JACKET COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1101589. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Hegi, Ursula Stones from the River Simon & Schuster 1997 hardcover. . Slight moisture damage but good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. JACKET COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1026093. ISBN #0684844729 / 9780684844725. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Hegi, Ursula Stones from the River Simon & Schuster 1997 hardcover. . Slight moisture damage but good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. JACKET COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1026093. ISBN #0684844729 / 9780684844725. (filed under: Fiction ) *
 stock image, actual book may vary "Stones from the River" is a daring, dramatic and complex novel of life in Germany. It is set in Burgdorf, a small fictional German town, between 1915 and 1951. The protagonist is Trudi Montag, a Zwerg -- the German word for dwarf woman. As a dwarf she is set apart, the outsider whose physical "otherness" has a corollary in her refusal to be a part of Burgdorf's silent complicity during and after World War II. Trudi establishes her status and power, not through beauty, marriage, or motherhood, but rather as the town's librarian and relentless collector of stories. Through Trudi's unblinking eyes, we witness the growing impact of Nazism on the ordinary townsfolk of Burgdorf as they are thrust on to a larger moral stage and forced to make choices that will forever mark their lives. "Stones from the River" is a story of secrets, parceled out masterfully by Trudi -- and by Ursula Hegi -- as they reveal the truth about living through unspeakable times.
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Hegland, Jean Into the Forest Dial Press 1998 paperback. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1070583. ISBN #0553379615 / 9780553379617. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Hegland, Jean Into the Forest Dial Press 1998 paperback. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1070583. ISBN #0553379615 / 9780553379617. (filed under: Fiction ) *
 stock image, actual book may vary Set in the near-future, Into the Forest is a powerfully imagined novel that focuses on the relationship between two teenage sisters living alone in their Northern California forest home. Over 30 miles from the nearest town, and several miles away from their nearest neighbor, Nell and Eva struggle to survive as society begins to decay and collapse around them. No single event precedes society's fall. There is talk of a war overseas and upheaval in Congress, but it still comes as a shock when the electricity runs out and gas is nowhere to be found. The sisters consume the resources left in the house, waiting for the power to return. Their arrival into adulthood, however, forces them to reexamine their place in the world and their relationship to the land and each other. Reminiscent of Margaret Atwood's A Handmaid's Tale, Into the Forest is a mesmerizing and thought-provoking novel of hope and despair set in a frighteningly plausible near-future America.
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Hegland, Jean Into The Forest 1998 paperback. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1110584. ISBN #0553379615 / 9780553379617. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Hegland, Jean Into The Forest 1998 paperback. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1110584. ISBN #0553379615 / 9780553379617. (filed under: Fiction ) *
stock image, actual book may vary Set in the near-future, Into the Forest is a powerfully imagined novel that focuses on the relationship between two teenage sisters living alone in their Northern California forest home. Over 30 miles from the nearest town, and several miles away from their nearest neighbor, Nell and Eva struggle to survive as society begins to decay and collapse around them. No single event precedes society's fall. There is talk of a war overseas and upheaval in Congress, but it still comes as a shock when the electricity runs out and gas is nowhere to be found. The sisters consume the resources left in the house, waiting for the power to return. Their arrival into adulthood, however, forces them to reexamine their place in the world and their relationship to the land and each other. Reminiscent of Margaret Atwood's A Handmaid's Tale, Into the Forest is a mesmerizing and thought-provoking novel of hope and despair set in a frighteningly plausible near-future America.
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Heinreich, Willi Cross of Iron Bobbs-Merril 1956 hardcover. First Edition. No dj. First US edition. Cloth cover soiled on back. BOOK COND: Used; Acceptable. Book #or1149573. ISBN #0939482053 / 9780939482054. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Held, John, Jr. Grim Youth Vanguard Press 1930 hardcover. BOOK COND: Used; Good. Faded Spine. Discolored front boards. . Book #or776496. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Hellenga, Robert The Sixteen Pleasures Delta 1995 paperback. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1061351. ISBN #0385314698 / 9780385314695. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Hellenga, Robert The Sixteen Pleasures Delta 1995 paperback. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1061351. ISBN #0385314698 / 9780385314695. (filed under: Fiction ) *
 stock image, actual book may vary Chapter One Where I Want to Be I was twenty-nine years old when the Arno flooded its banks on Friday 4 November 1966. According to the Sunday New York Times the damage wasn't extensive, but by Monday it was clear that Florence was a disaster. Twenty feet of water in the cloisters of Santa Croce, the Cimabue crucifix ruined beyond hope of restoration, panels ripped from the Baptistry doors, the basement of the Biblioteca Nazionale completely underwater, hundreds of thousands of volumes waterlogged, the Archivio di Stato in total disarray. On Tuesday I decided to go to Italy, to offer my services as a humble book conservator, to help in any way I could, to save whatever could be saved, including myself. The decision wasn't a popular one at home. Papa was having money troubles of his own and didn't want to pay for a ticket. And my boss at the Newberry Library didn't understand either. He already had his ticket, paid for by the library, and needed me to mind the store. There wasn't any point in both of us going, was there? "The why don't I go and you can mind the store?" "Because, because, because . . ." "Yes?" Because it just didn't make sense. He couldn't see his way clear to granting me a leave of absence, not even a leave of absence without pay. He even suggested that the library might have to replace me, in which case . . . But I decided to go anyway. I had enough money in my savings account for a ticket on Icelandic, and I figured I could live on the cheap once I got there. Besides, I wanted to break the mold in which my life was hardening, and I thought this might be a way to do it. Going to Florence was better than waiting around with nothing coming up. My English teacher at Kenwood High used to say that we're like onions: you can peel off one layer after another and never get to a center, an inner core. You just run out of layers. But I think I'm like a peach or an apricot or a nectarine. There's a pit at the center. I can crack my teeth on it, or I can suck on it like a piece of candy; but it won't crumble, and it won't dissolve. The pit is an image of myself when I was nineteen. I'm in Sardegna, and I'm standing high up on a large rock a cliff, actually and I don't have any clothes on, and everyone is looking at me, telling me to come down, not to jump, it's too high. It's my second time in Italy. I spent a year here with Mama when I was fifteen, and then I came back by myself, after finishing high school at home, to do the last year of the liceo with my former classmates. Now we're celebrating the end of our examinations Silvia who spent a year with us in Chicago , Claudia, Rossella, Giulio, Fabio, Alessandro. Names like flowers, or bells. And me, Margot Harrington. More friends are coming later. Silvia's parents my host family have a summer house just outside Terranova, but we're camping on the beach, five kilometers down the coast. The coast is safe, they say, though there are bandits in the centro . Wow It's my birthday August first and we've had a supper of bluefish and squid that we caught with a net. The squid taste like rubber bands, the heavy kind that I used to chew on in grade school and that boys sometimes used to snap our bottoms with in junior high. Life is sharp and snappy, too, full of promise, like the sting of those rubber bands: I've passed my examinations with distinction; I'm going to Harvard in the fall well, to Radcliffe ; I've got an Italian boyfriend named Fabio Fabbriani; and I've just been skinny-dipping in the stinging cold salt sea. The others have put their clothes on now I can see them below me, sitting around the remains of the fire in shorts and halter tops and shirts with the sleeves rolled up two turns, talking, glancing up nervously but I want to savor the taste thrill of my own nakedness a little longer, unembarrassed in the dwindling light. It's the scariest thing I've ever done, except coming to Italy in the first place. Fabio sits with his back toward me while he smokes a cigarette, pretending to be angry because I won't come down, but when I close my eyes and will him to turn, he puts his cigarette out in the sand and turns. Just at that moment I jump, sucking in my breath for a scream but then holding it, in case I need it latter, which I do. I hit the Tyrrhenian Sea feet first, generating little waves that will, in theory, soon be lapping the beaches along the entire western coast of Italy Sicily and North Africa, too. The Tyrrhenian Sea responds by closing over me and it's pitch, not like the pool in Chicago where I learned to swim, but deep and dark and dangerous and deadly. The air in my lungs the scream and I saved for just such an occasion carries me up to the surface, and I strike out for the cove, meeting Fabio before I'm halfway there, wondering if like me he's naked under the water and not knowing for sure till we're walking waist deep and he takes me by the shoulders and kisses me and I can feel something bobbing against my legs like a floating cork. We haven't made love yet, but it's won't be long now. O dio mio . The waiting is so lovely. He squeezes my buns and I squeeze his, surprised, and then we splash in to the beach and put on our clothes. What I didn't know at the time was that my mother had become seriously ill. Instead of spending the rest of the summer in Sardegna, I had to go back to Chicago, and then, after that, nothing happened. I mean none of the things I'd expected to happen happened. Instead of making love with Fabio Fabbriani on the verge of the Tyrrhenian Sea, I got laid on a vinyl sofa in the back room of the SNCC headquarters on Forty-seventh Street. Instead of going to Harvard, I went to Edgar Lee Masters College, where Mama had taught art history for twenty years. Instead of going to graduate school I spent two years at the Institute for Paper Technology on Green Bay Avenue; instead of becoming a research chemist I apprenticed myself to a book conservator in Hyde Park and then took a position in the conservation department of the Newberry Library. Instead of getting married and having a daughter of my own, I lived at home and looked after Mama, who was dying of lung cancer. A year went by, two years, three years, four. Mama died; Papa lost most of his money. My sister Meg got married and moved away; my sister Molly went to California with her boyfriend and then to Ann Arbor. The sixties were churning around me, and I couldn't seem to get a footing. I tried to plunge in, to get wet, to catch hold, to find a place in one of the boats tossing and turning on the white-water rapids: the sit-ins, the rock concerts, the freedom rides, SNCC, CORE, SDS, the Civil Rights Act, the Great Society. I spent a lot of time holding hands and singing "We shall overcome," I spent a lot of time buying coffee and doughnuts and rolling joints, and I spent some time on my back, too the only position for a woman in the Movement. I'd had no sleep on the plane; my eyes were blurry so it was hard to read; and besides, the story I was reading was as depressing as the view from the window of the train flat, gray, poor, dreary, actively ugly rather than passively uninteresting. And I kept thinking about Papa and his money troubles and his lawsuits, and about the embroidered seventeenth-century prayer books on my work table at the Newberry that needed to be disbound, washed, mended, and resewn before Christmas for an exhibit sponsored by the Caxton Club. So I was under a certain amount of pressure. I was looking for a sign, the way some religious people look for signs, something to let them know they're on the right track. Or on the wrong track, in which case they can turn back. I didn't know what I was looking for, but I was trying to pay attention, to notice everything the faces of the two American women sitting opposite me in the compartment, scribbling furiously in their notebooks; the Neapolitan accent of the Italian conductor; the depressing French farmhouses, gray boxes of stucco or cinder block, I couldn't make out which. That's what I was doing paying attention when the train pulled into the station at Metz and I saw the Saint-Cyr cadet on the platform, bright as the Archangel Gabriel bringing the good news to the Virgin Mary. I'd better explain. Papa did all the cooking in our family. He started when Mama went to Italy one summer when I was nine it was right after the war to look at the pictures, to see for herself what she'd only seen in the Harvard University Prints series and on old three-by-four-inch tinted slides that she used to project on the dining room wall; and when she came back he kept on doing it. My sisters and I did the dishes and Papa took care of everything else, day in and day out, and whether it was Italian or French or Chinese or Malaysian, it was always wonderful, it was always special. Penne alla puttanesca , an arista tied with sprigs of rosemary, paper-thin strips of beef marinated in hoisin sauce and Szechwan peppercorns, whole fresh salmon poached in white wine and finished with a mustard sauce, chicken thighs simmered in soy sauce and lime juice, curries so fiery that at their first bite unwary guests would clutch their throats and cry out for water, which didn't help a bit. Those were our favorites, the standards against which we measured other dishes; but our very favorite treat of all was the dessert Papa made on our birthdays, instead of cake, which was supposed to look like the hats worn by cadets at Saint-Cyr, the French military academy. We'd never been to Saint-Cyr, of course, but we would have recognized a cadet anywhere in the world, if he'd been wearing his hat. That's why I was so startled when I looked out the window of the Luxembourg-Venise Express and saw my cadet standing there on the platform the young man Papa had teased me about, the
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Heller, Joseph Catch-22 Simon & Schuster 2004 paperback. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1155181. ISBN #0684833395 / 9780684833392. (keywords: Fiction) (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Heller, Joseph God Knows Alfred A. Knopf 1984 hardcover. Later printing.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. JACKET COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1140265. ISBN #0394529197 / 9780394529196. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Heller, Joseph God Knows Alfred A. Knopf 1984 hardcover. Later printing.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. JACKET COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1140265. ISBN #0394529197 / 9780394529196. (filed under: Fiction ) *
 stock image, actual book may vary Joseph Heller's powerful, wonderfully funny, deeply moving novel is the story of David -- yes, King David -- but as you've never seen him before. You already know David as the legendary warrior king of Israel, husband of Bathsheba, and father of Solomon; now meet David as he really was: the cocky Jewish kid, the plagiarized poet, and the Jewish father. Listen as David tells his own story, a story both relentlessly ancient and surprisingly modern, about growing up and growing old, about men and women, and about man and God. It is quintessential Heller.
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Heller, Joseph God Knows 1984 hardcover. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. Slight moisture damage but good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. JACKET COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1075980. ISBN #0394529197 / 9780394529196. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Heller, Joseph God Knows 1984 hardcover. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. Slight moisture damage but good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. JACKET COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1075980. ISBN #0394529197 / 9780394529196. (filed under: Fiction ) *
stock image, actual book may vary Joseph Heller's powerful, wonderfully funny, deeply moving novel is the story of David -- yes, King David -- but as you've never seen him before. You already know David as the legendary warrior king of Israel, husband of Bathsheba, and father of Solomon; now meet David as he really was: the cocky Jewish kid, the plagiarized poet, and the Jewish father. Listen as David tells his own story, a story both relentlessly ancient and surprisingly modern, about growing up and growing old, about men and women, and about man and God. It is quintessential Heller.
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Heller, Ted Slab Rat Scribner 2000 hardcover. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. JACKET COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1034232. ISBN #0684864967 / 9780684864969. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Heller, Ted Slab Rat Scribner 2000 hardcover. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. JACKET COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1034232. ISBN #0684864967 / 9780684864969. (filed under: Fiction ) *
 stock image, actual book may vary Zachary Arlen Post, an associate editor at IT magazine, has his eye on a promotion. His mind, however, is more engaged in figuring out which of the two attractive women in the office he should pursue -- the sweet, earnest Ivy, or Leslie, a classy, English ice queen with a hyphenated last name. When Mark, an eager young man, joins the staff, Zack knows that he has met his nemesis. Mark works hard and plays the power game like a pro, demonstrating the all-important networking skills Zack has never mastered. Soon enough, Mark becomes Zack's boss and Zack knows that only desperate measures will save his own career. From fabricating a fabulous resume to back-stabbing with finesse, this deliciously wicked novel reveals what it takes to make it to the top of the masthead at one of the hottest magazines in the business.
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Helnwein, Mercedes The Potential Hazards of Hester Day Simon & Schuster 2008 paperback. . Clean crisp copy with no markings.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1155055. ISBN #1416574662 / 9781416574668. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Helprin, Mark A Soldier of the Great War Mariner Books 2005 paperback. BOOK COND: Used; Good. Book #or1152203. ISBN #0156031132 / 9780156031134. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Helprin, Mark A Soldier of the Great War Mariner Books 2005 paperback. BOOK COND: Used; Good. Book #or1152203. ISBN #0156031132 / 9780156031134. (filed under: Fiction ) *
 stock image, actual book may vary From acclaimed novelist Mark Helprin, a lush, literary epic about love, beauty, and the world at war Alessandro Giuliani, the young son of a prosperous Roman lawyer, enjoys an idyllic life full of privilege: he races horses across the country to the sea, he climbs mountains in the Alps, and, while a student of painting at the ancient university in Bologna, he falls in love. Then the Great War intervenes. Half a century later, in August of 1964, Alessandro, a white-haired professor, tall and proud, meets an illiterate young factory worker on the road. As they walk toward Monte Prato, a village seventy kilometers away, the old man a soldier and a hero who became a prisoner and then a deserter, wandering in the hell that claimed Europe tells him how he tragically lost one family and gained another. The boy, envying the richness and drama of Alessandro's experiences, realizes that this magnificent tale is not merely a story: it's a recapitulation of his life, his reckoning with mortality, and above all, a love song for his family.
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Helprin, Mark Memoir from Antproof Case HarperPB 1996 paperback. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1048979. ISBN #0380727331 / 9780380727339. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Helprin, Mark Memoir from Antproof Case HarperPB 1996 paperback. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1048979. ISBN #0380727331 / 9780380727339. (filed under: Fiction ) *
 stock image, actual book may vary From Mark Helprin, acclaimed author of A Soldier of the Great War and A Winter's Tale , comes a miraculous song of the twentieth century. In a mountain garden in Brazil, an old American is writing his memoirs, placing the pages carefully in his antproof case. As he reminisces we learn he was a World War II ace who was shot down twice, an investment banker who met with popes and presidents, a multimillionaire, a man who was never not in love. He spent his adolescence in an insane asylum in Switzerland; he was the thief of the century, a murderer, and a protector of the innocent. And all his life, he waged a valiant, losing, one-man battle against the world's most insidious enslaver: coffee.
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Hemingway , Ernest Old Man and the Sea Charles Scribner's Sons 2003 paperback. . Underlining / Highlighing throughout. BOOK COND: Used; Acceptable. Book #or1153131. ISBN #0684801221 / 9780684801223. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Hemingway , Ernest Old Man and the Sea Simon & Schuster 1995 paperback. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. Some underlining / highlighing but good used book.. BOOK COND: Collectible; Acceptable. JACKET COND: Used; Acceptable. Book #or1147209. ISBN #0684801221 / 9780684801223. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Hemingway, Ernest The Complete Short Stories Of Ernest Hemingway (The Finca Vigia Edition) Charles Scribner's Sons 1987 hardcover. Some sunning to the dustjacket. Book Club Edition. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. JACKET COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1155224. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Hemingway, Ernest The Sun Also Rises (The Hemingway Library Edition) Scribner 2016 paperback. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1155260. ISBN #1501121960 / 9781501121968. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Hemmings, Kaui Hart Descendants Vintage Books 2012 paperback. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1144595. ISBN #0099513137 / 9780099513131. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Hemon, Aleksandar Love and Obstacles Riverhead Books 2009 hardcover. First Edition. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. JACKET COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1064014. ISBN #1594488649 / 9781594488641. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Hemon, Aleksandar Love and Obstacles Riverhead Books 2009 hardcover. First Edition. . Some wear from use. Good used book.. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. JACKET COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1064014. ISBN #1594488649 / 9781594488641. (filed under: Fiction ) *
 stock image, actual book may vary A new book of linked stories by the author of the National Book Award finalist The Lazarus Project . Aleksandar Hemon earned his reputation- and his MacArthur "genius grant"-for his short stories, and he returns to the form with a powerful collection of linked stories that stands with The Lazarus Project as the best work of his celebrated career. A few of the stories have never been published before; the others have appeared in The New Yorker , and several of those have also been included in The Best American Short Stories . All are infused with the dazzling, astonishingly creative prose and the remarkable, haunting autobiographical elements that have distinguished Hemon as one of the most original and illustrious voices of our time. What links the stories in Love and Obstacles is the narrator, a young man who-like Hemon himself-was raised in Yugoslavia and immigrated to the United States. The stories of Love and Obstacles are about that coming of age and the complications-the obstacles-of growing up in a Communist but cosmopolitan country, and the disintegration of that country and the consequent uprooting and move to America in young adulthood. But because it's Aleksandar Hemon, the stories extend far beyond the immigrant experience; each one is punctuated with unexpected humor and spins out in fabulist, exhilarating directions, ultimately building to an insightful, often heartbreaking conclusion. Woven together, these stories comprise a book that is, genuinely, as cohesive and powerful as any fiction- achingly human, charming, and inviting.
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Henderson, Lauren Freeze My Margarita 2000 paperback. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1071896. ISBN #060980684X / 9780609806845. (filed under: Fiction ) *
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Henderson, Lauren Freeze My Margarita 2000 paperback. BOOK COND: Used; Very Good. Book #or1071896. ISBN #060980684X / 9780609806845. (filed under: Fiction ) *
 stock image, actual book may vary Sam Jones is back Lauren Henderson's sexy, streetwise artist-cum-detective returns in Freeze My Margarita , the sequel to her enormously popular Black Rubber Dress . A chance meeting in a fetish club with an old friend from art school leads to a new sculpting job for Sam: creating a series of mobiles for an avant-garde production of A Midsummer Night's Dream. Plunged into the strange world of theater, Sam mingles with a bizarre, vexing, but often amusing cast of characters, including the appalling Helen, the girlfriend of Sam's best friend Janey, and Hugo, an enigmatic and acidly humorous actor with a wry Peter Wimsey drawl and a perfectly shaped bottom. After a long string of disappointing boyfriends, Sam may have finally met her match with Hugo. Now if she could only figure out whether or not he's gay... This pressing state of affairs is overshadowed only by the discovery of a decomposing body in the basement beneath the theater. Sam, who's unfortunately grown accustomed to stumbling across dead bodies, is hardly fazed, but as the mysterious deaths increase and a practical joker starts to sabotage performances of the play, Sam realizes that unless the killer is caught, she may be facing her own curtain call.
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