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The Disappearances by Emily Bain Murphy

The Disappearances
by Emily Bain Murphy
Publisher: HMH Books for Young Readers
Release Date: July 4, 2017
Genre: Young Adult, Fantasy, Magical Realism

What if the ordinary things in life suddenly…disappeared? Aila Quinn’s mother, Juliet, has always been a mystery: vibrant yet guarded, she keeps her secrets beyond Aila’s reach. When Juliet dies, Aila and her younger brother Miles are sent to live in Sterling, a rural town far from home--and the place where Juliet grew up. Sterling is a place with mysteries of its own. A place where the experiences that weave life together--scents of flowers and food, reflections from mirrors and lakes, even the ability to dream--vanish every seven years. No one knows what caused these “Disappearances,” or what will slip away next. But Sterling always suspected that Juliet Quinn was somehow responsible--and Aila must bear the brunt of their blame while she follows the chain of literary clues her mother left behind. As the next Disappearance nears, Aila begins to unravel the dual mystery of why the Disappearances happen and who her mother truly was. One thing is clear: Sterling isn’t going to hold on to anyone's secrets for long before it starts giving them up.

When I first started reading The Disappearances, I didn’t realize it was historical. I was really excited to find out it is. I love historical novels with that little bit of magic to them. This is kind of like Nancy Drew and The Hardy boys getting together for a case. It was fun and mysterious read that I really enjoyed.

I love the creative way the plot intertwines the clues to The Disappearances in literary text. Words are one of Aila’s favorite things and riddles were one of her mother’s favorites. So even though her mother has passed on, it’s as though they are still working together. I think it gives Aila a chance to be close to her mother. It was interesting the way things unraveled and revealed themselves. So many secrets come to light about the town and people.

There is a little bit of magic in the story in relation to The Disappearances as the characters find a way to adapt. They are able to make something called variants that restore a little of what they lost.

There is also another pov in the form of a journal. It was interesting because the timeline for it at first I think started a little behind but eventually lines up with the timeline of the plot. It’s a character who is kind of shrouded in shadow until they are revealed. I liked how it was done and I thought it was easy to follow.

I liked how the story dealt with the bond between sister and brother, between Aila and Miles. They are both struggling with the loss of their mother and that their father must go off to war. Not knowing if he will come back. There is a lot of push and pull between them as they find their way through their grief and their perception of how the other deals with it.

I’m always a fan of friendships that aren’t just for the background. Aila makes friends in Sterling that help her not only with the mystery but also adjust to life there. The general public of those towns don’t generally approve of Aila’s mother.

The romance was sweet and simple. It developed slowly and was the kind that makes you smile.

I really liked Aila as the main character. I loved that she was just your average girl. It made her feel relatable. She’s a young girl during wartime just trying to keep herself grounded.

I really enjoyed The Disappearance. I loved the way the mystery and magic are woven together and the way the characters solve the mystery.


Emily Bain Murphy grew up in Indiana, Hong Kong, and Tokyo, and has also called Massachusetts and Connecticut home. She loves books, Japanese karaoke, exploring new cities, and anything with Nutella. Her debut YA fantasy, THE DISAPPEARANCES, will be published by Houghton Mifflin Harcourt in 2017. Murphy currently lives in San Francisco with her family and is at work on her second novel.

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The Suffering Tree by Elle Cosimano

Title: The Suffering Tree
Publisher: Disney-Hyperion
Release Date: June 13th 2017
Genre: Young Adult, Fantasy, Paranormal

"It's dark magic brings him back."

Tori Burns and her family left D.C. for claustrophobic Chaptico, Maryland, after suddenly inheriting a house under mysterious circumstances. That inheritance puts her at odds with the entire town, especially Jesse Slaughter and his family-it's their generations-old land the Burns have "stolen." As the suspicious looks and muttered accusations of her neighbors build, so does the pressure inside her, and Tori returns to the pattern of self-harm that landed her in a hospital back in D.C. It all comes to a head one night when, to Tori's shock, she witnesses a young man claw his way out of a grave under the gnarled oak in her new backyard.

Nathaniel Bishop may not understand what brought him back, but it's clear to Tori that he hates the Slaughters for what they did to him centuries ago. Wary yet drawn to him by a shared sense of loss, she gives him shelter. But in the wake of his arrival comes a string of troubling events-including the disappearance of Jesse Slaughter's cousin-that seem to point back to Nathaniel.

As Tori digs for the truth-and slowly begins to fall for Nathaniel-she uncovers something much darker in the tangled branches of the Slaughter family tree. In order to break the curse that binds Nathaniel there and discover the true nature of her inheritance, Tori must unravel the Slaughter family's oldest and most guarded secrets. But the Slaughters want to keep them buried at any cost.


The Suffering Tree by Elle Cosimano combines the past with the present in order to create a mystery. In a setting rich with witchcraft and magic. The book also contains self-harm.

The Suffering Tree deals a lot with self-harm and it took me off guard because I generally shy away from books dealing with it. It’s very present and I would say graphic as well. It’s always difficult for me to read because my brother cut himself. So reading it is hard because I wonder if this is how my brother was feeling. Even when it came out, I don’t think my family ever really talked about what he was doing. So even though I do tend to shy away from books with it, I also think it's important to read about it. I don’t know what it feels like to read it as someone who has gone through or is going through this experience. I was glad the book dealt with it though. It wasn’t just something mentioned on the side it was something that she felt she needed. Something that frequently occurs. I, however, did not like that it was what triggered the magical events.

So the book is about a girl, Tori, and her family that have to deal with the loss of her father. Tori is adopted and has always know it but her mother makes sure she knows how much she is loved. They move to a small town with a dark history that revolves mainly around the Slaughter family. I could only imagine bad things from a name like that.

I thought it was interesting that Elle Cosimano choose to use the part of history involving indentured servants. Being Irish I know a lot about that side of it but as fair as children being kidnapped from England, I was clueless. The story also has witchcraft mixed in being that one of the kidnapped children happens to be a witch. Which triggers the events in the present that stem from the misdeeds of the past.

We get three different perspectives. We have Tori and then through her dreams she sees the past in the eyes of Emmeline. Then we have Nathaniel whose past we see through his memories. I was okay with the switching perspectives. I know sometimes it’s difficult to follow but I did not feel lost at all. There are times that some of the memories overlapped.

I liked Nathaniel. I think the bulk of understanding his personality comes from his past memories. The connection that he forms with Tori stems from both the past and present. He can’t help but feel connected to her but at the same time it’s also new.

I liked the mystery. Tori is running around trying to figure out why Al senior left them the house and what part Nathaniel plays in the whole thing. As well as to pieces together the memories of the past and what dark secrets the Slaughters are holding.

I like Drew and Magda but I was saddened by the underdevelopment of their characters. I think they could have played a more pivotal role in Tori’s issues. Even not knowing her for very long. They are more involved towards the end but it feels like we never get to really know them.

I feel like it’s hard to review the book because there are two sides. The self-harm is such a big part of it and difficult to read. I liked the mystery and the mixing of history with witchcraft. I read the book pretty quickly because the pacing is good and I liked the writing.

Author of NEARLY GONE, NEARLY FOUND, HOLDING SMOKE, and THE SUFFERING TREE (Disney*Hyperion, 2017). Represented by Sarah Davies of The Greenhouse Literary Agency.

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Roar by Cora Carmack

Title: Roar
Author: Cora Carmack
Published: June 13, 2017 by Tor

In a land ruled and shaped by violent magical storms, power lies with those who control them.

Aurora Pavan comes from one of the oldest Stormling families in existence. Long ago, the ungifted pledged fealty and service to her family in exchange for safe haven, and a kingdom was carved out from the wildlands and sustained by magic capable of repelling the world’s deadliest foes. As the sole heir of Pavan, Aurora’s been groomed to be the perfect queen. She’s intelligent and brave and honorable. But she’s yet to show any trace of the magic she’ll need to protect her people.

To keep her secret and save her crown, Aurora’s mother arranges for her to marry a dark and brooding Stormling prince from another kingdom. At first, the prince seems like the perfect solution to all her problems. He’ll guarantee her spot as the next queen and be the champion her people need to remain safe. But the more secrets Aurora uncovers about him, the more a future with him frightens her. When she dons a disguise and sneaks out of the palace one night to spy on him, she stumbles upon a black market dealing in the very thing she lacks—storm magic. And the people selling it? They’re not Stormlings. They’re storm hunters.

Legend says that her ancestors first gained their magic by facing a storm and stealing part of its essence. And when a handsome young storm hunter reveals he was born without magic, but possesses it now, Aurora realizes there’s a third option for her future besides ruin or marriage.

She might not have magic now, but she can steal it if she’s brave enough.

Challenge a tempest. Survive it. And you become its master.

Roar is a great new fantasy from Cora Carmack. Combining two of my favorite things, elemental magic and a knife wielding lead who can stand her own.

In many ways I loved Aurora aka Rora aka Roar. She is fierce. Even though she seems to be lacking in typical Stormling magic, she doesn’t let herself become crippled by it. She has learned how to fight and become an expert in knives. The things I struggled with her though was the childish way she handles Cassius and her kingdom. She should have confronted Cassius instead of running off and not even thinking twice about the possible peril she left her kingdom in. How often did she think of Nova and worry about her? It also bothered me that she seemed to fall for the first cute guys that look her way. It was just a weird pet peeve for me about her. I do really like her though and I think she is going to be amazing in the next book. I can’t wait to see what she can do, she definitely grows as she journeys to find her own answers. The thing about her is that even when she is at her lowest, she’s not helpless.

I love Nova! It’s hard to go on much about her without giving things away. She is definitely someone that I hope to see play an even stronger role as the story continues.

Cassius really intrigues me. We get to see his point of view at times and so you know what he’s actually thinking. There is so much more to him than what his family is and I think that brought about some of my frustration with Aurora.

I also love Locke. He is very good hearted and kind. He has seen tragedy and has a need to protect people. He immediately takes to Roar thinking she is someone in distress. Again there are things about his relationship that bother me. The way that he gives her trust and he doesn’t receive it back would be one of them. Although the way he treats her and the way he cares for her is amazing.

Jinx is another great character and strong female. I’m was always happy to hear her banter along with the rest of the Storm crew.

I love the magic system!! I find the different types of storms and the way they act fascinating. It’s not too much information. We get to learn right along with Roar which makes things less confusing. There is so much to it and it’s pretty cool. There is also a little bit a religion that goes with it as well that was interesting.

I was really excited for Roar and I’m so glad it lived up to my expectations. I can’t wait for the next book.

EXCERPT

“No need to burn people from the inside out, Etel. This one is with me.”
A large, masculine form pressed into Rora’s side, and a heavy arm draped over her shoulders. The old woman straightened. She scowled and spit on the ground, and when she spoke, her tone was higher, less raspy, “Ye could have told me that, Locke, before I wasted me time.”
Rora froze. Cassius. He’d found her. She had been so distracted by the woman and her wares that she hadn’t thought to keep watch. He pulled her forward, and her feet dragged like lead. She couldn’t take a deep enough breath, and her eyes began to cloud with tears.
What have I done? How will I explain this? What will he do to me?
“Come on, girl. I’m doing you a favor getting you away from that fraud. You could at least play along.”
Rora lurched to a stop, and jerked her head upward. That wasn’t Cassius. Her hood began to slip backward. She tried to catch it, but her movements lagged behind her mind, and her injured arm had grown stiff and numb. Cool air hit her uncovered cheeks, her nose, then her forehead. Even with the scarf hiding her hair, she might be recognized. And she had a feeling this was a very bad place for a princess to be.
The hood’s descent halted; it wasn’t her fingers that had caught the fabric but his. He was so tall that Rora had to crane her head back to see him. His hair was a dark, wavy brown and hung long enough to brush against his shoulders.
“Keep that hood up. This is no place for little girls.”
“I’m not a little girl!” She clamped her mouth shut, immediately wishing she could take the declaration back. Not only because it sounded exactly like what a little girl would say but also because she had not tempered her volume. At all. And thought it wasn’t Cassius who caught her, he was here somewhere. She bit her lip in worry, and the stranger’s eyes tracked down to her mouth briefly before darting around her face.
He still held on to her hood, keeping it back enough that he could see her eyes. “So you’re not a little girl. Still doesn’t mean this is any place for you.”
She could not argue with that.
“She called you Locke.”
His eyes narrowed. “Yes. And?”
“As in…Prince Locke?”
He laughed so hard that he released her hood. She rushed to grab it and pull it down to cover her face. She had no doubt people were staring now. He sucked in a breath, and then as if he couldn’t help himself, burst into laughter all over again.
Still chuckling, he said, “I’m about as much a prince, as you are a princess.”







Cora Carmack is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of New Adult Romance and YA fantasy. Her books have been translated into more than a dozen languages around the world. Cora splits her time between Austin, TXand New York City, and on any given day you might find her typing away at her computer, flying to various cities around the world, or just watching Netflix with her kitty Katniss. But she can always be found on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Pinterest, and her website www.coracarmack.com.

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Roar by Cora Carmack Excerpt

Title: Roar
Author: Cora Carmack
Published: June 13, 2017 by Tor

In a land ruled and shaped by violent magical storms, power lies with those who control them.

Aurora Pavan comes from one of the oldest Stormling families in existence. Long ago, the ungifted pledged fealty and service to her family in exchange for safe haven, and a kingdom was carved out from the wildlands and sustained by magic capable of repelling the world’s deadliest foes. As the sole heir of Pavan, Aurora’s been groomed to be the perfect queen. She’s intelligent and brave and honorable. But she’s yet to show any trace of the magic she’ll need to protect her people.

To keep her secret and save her crown, Aurora’s mother arranges for her to marry a dark and brooding Stormling prince from another kingdom. At first, the prince seems like the perfect solution to all her problems. He’ll guarantee her spot as the next queen and be the champion her people need to remain safe. But the more secrets Aurora uncovers about him, the more a future with him frightens her. When she dons a disguise and sneaks out of the palace one night to spy on him, she stumbles upon a black market dealing in the very thing she lacks—storm magic. And the people selling it? They’re not Stormlings. They’re storm hunters.

Legend says that her ancestors first gained their magic by facing a storm and stealing part of its essence. And when a handsome young storm hunter reveals he was born without magic, but possesses it now, Aurora realizes there’s a third option for her future besides ruin or marriage.

She might not have magic now, but she can steal it if she’s brave enough.

Challenge a tempest. Survive it. And you become its master.


The Pavanian princess stared at Cassius, her mouth open slightly. When she first walked into this room, Cassius had thought her stunning in her savagery, colder than the depths of winter. Her dress seduced and threatened in equal measure, clinging to her curves and adorned with carved skyfire crystals that jutted from her shoulders and head like the spikes of a warrior’s armor. And yet for all that careful pageantry, it had only taken a compliment to rattle her. She looked very young in that moment, very sweet, which was never a good thing for a potential ruler to be.

She donned an unreadable expression before his curiosity was satisfied, and her lilting voice turned sharp. “Flattery is not necessary. The betrothal has already been set.”

Another blast of that wintery gaze. She had unusual blue-gray eyes—wide and expressive and lovely enough to bring a lesser man to his knees. Her confident demeanor would likely have convinced most, but he had sharpened his instincts in a court little safer than a lion’s den. Tension rode her—something between unease and fear. He gripped her wrist and had the inexplicable urge to drag her somewhere else, anywhere other than the betrothal celebration that waited upstairs with his family. She was a delicate songbird, and his father was a bird of prey. They all were, Cassius included. And he couldn’t help but wonder how long it would be before this little bird had her wings clipped.

She tugged her arm out of his grasp, hard. He was tempted to take it back. That was part of his nature … to take. But she fixed him with a harsh glare, and he smiled in response. Perhaps his little bird had talons after all.

Enough. She was not his little bird. A jungle cat does not care for prey, even if he wants it with a hunger stronger than any he has ever known. He pushed his more ruthless instincts aside. That would be his greatest challenge here—fighting the need to seize, command, destroy. Those were the things he was good at. The things he’d been taught since he could walk. With Aurora he would have to coax and flatter and comfort—that was his path to control.

She said, “We should probably go. They’ll be calling for us soon.”

Cassius offered her his elbow, and her body was tense as she curled her hand around it. But before they even took a step, it became clear that the voluminous fabric at the bottom of her dress wouldn’t allow them to easily walk side by side. Cassius took hold of her hand, sliding it off his arm and lacing their fingers together instead. Slowly, he lifted her hand until his lips dragged across her knuckles. The blacks of her eyes expanded, swallowing up that lovely color and adding just a touch of sin to her sweet. She jerked within his grip, trying to pull away. Chuckling low, he put some distance between them, but he did not release her hand.

It took entirely too long to cross the throne room in her elaborate attire. She had to kick the bottom of her dress out before she stepped so that it wasn’t underfoot. Cassius was willing to bet that the dress and the headpiece weighed a third as much as she did or more, but her posture remained rigidly upright and her steps smooth.

By the time they reached the staircase at the back of the throne room, her lips were open and her breathing quick. He was beginning to hate this dress, even if it did cling to her curves rather spectacularly.

“You know,” he said, “I have a knife. I’m tempted to cut off the bottom of that dress so you can walk like the rest of us.”

A smile flitted across her mouth, small at first, then widening into something playful and bright. It called to the darkness in him. “You could try. But you’d likely find that knife at your throat with my mother on the other side of it.”

“Not you?”

“If I had my way, we’d burn it once you cut it off. The headdress too.”

He smiled, and for the first time in a long while it felt almost natural.

“Perhaps we’ll celebrate our wedding with a bonfire.”

Every time he mentioned the wedding, she tensed. It was, of course, already agreed upon and signed in ink, but he had plans that would not succeed if she remained reluctant.

They ascended the first few steps slowly, the beaded fabric of her dress pulled taut around her legs. He wanted to throw her over his shoulder and charge the rest of the way, but he distracted himself with studying his surroundings instead. The hallway they were leaving behind was filled with paintings and statues of the Pavan Stormling ancestors. At the hallway’s end a massive, gold-painted statue of the current queen stood in a decorative alcove. Once upon a time, there might have been altars to the old gods—places to pray for good harvest or fertility or even luck—but those days were long past. Too many years of unbridled destruction and unanswered prayers.

No, Stormlings were the gods now. It was Cassius and the people like him who either answered prayers or ignored them.

“You said you faced a blizzard on your journey, but you did it without an affinity.”

He squeezed the hand he still held. “I did.”

She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, scraping at the white paint that covered her skin. She asked, “Would you tell me about it sometime? The blizzard?”

He angled his head to smile at her again, and she looked away. Shy. So many pieces to her puzzle. “On one condition.”

“Which is?” He had expected her to be like most of the well-born ladies of the court in Locke: sirens with claws and teeth or frightened little mice, made to be gobbled up by this world. Aurora seemed neither vicious nor weak, but she was working so carefully to show him a fa├žade that he could not pinpoint exactly what she was.

He had to know. It was his curse, the reason he thirsted for the thrill of a storm. He had to know how things worked, had to know why. And the girl in front of him was no different. In fact, the need to unravel all her secrets was stronger than he’d ever felt because she would be his. And he had a feeling that conquering her would prove more exhilarating than any storm he had ever defeated.

Rather than giving her his condition, he released her hand and wrapped an arm around the slim circle of her waist. She tried to step back, but her feet tangled in her dress, and she gripped his tunic to stay upright.

There it was. A thread of fear in those eyes. He could have stopped then, but he had little self-control when it came to these things. It was not enough to see a measure of her emotions on her face. He wanted them all. So he pushed a little more. “You might be patient enough to fight with this dress, but I am not. Let me get us to the top of these stairs, and I promise to tell you whatever story you want to hear.”

She jutted her soft chin out and said, “You have a deal.”

The paint had begun to wear away on her lips, revealing rosy skin underneath. Was the rest of her flushed beneath all that powder? He dragged his fingers back and forth over her side, feeling hard ridges beneath the heavy, embellished fabric. “Corset?”

She sucked in a breath, and he knew he had shocked her. Innocent. He collected each morsel of her identity like a scavenger in the jungle. He saw just a sliver of panic before she hid it away and met his gaze.

Brave little bird.

“It will have to be like this.” Before she could change her mind or reason could catch up to his own actions, he bent, winding his arms around her thighs, and lifted. She was tall but slight, and he held her tight against him so that her hips pressed against his chest and her stomach hovered in front of his face. She gasped and braced a hand on his shoulder, reaching up to balance her headdress with the other. He could not see her face like this, but he imagined she was scandalized. He chuckled. “I suppose I should have given you some warning.”

He risked offending her or word getting back to her mother through the guards that followed them. Both of which paled in comparison to the risk of his father hearing of his actions. He was a child, poking at a fish with a stick, rather than reeling it in the way he was supposed to. But he could not seem to help himself.

With some measure of urgency, he started up the stairs. Her body swayed toward him, her beaded dress scraping against his chin. This close, he felt her breathing speed up. The hand on his shoulder migrated to her chest, doing her best to cover the cleavage that was only just above his line of sight.

His instincts said to push again, but this time he reined them in. He kept his head down and quickened his feet. Again, the movement made her sway toward him, harder this time without her hand on his shoulder as a brace. He turned his face to the side, and her belly pressed against his cheek just for a moment before her hand was back at his shoulder, righting her position.

He took the last few steps at a pace that was nearly a jog, and when he reached the top, he looked up at her face. Her mouth was open and soft; he knew by the rise and fall of her body against him that her breaths were ragged, and in her eyes was a gleam. Not fear. Not panic. Not even anger.

Want.

He could work with that.

Copyright © 2017 by Cora Carmack


Cora Carmack is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of New Adult Romance and YA fantasy. Her books have been translated into more than a dozen languages around the world. Cora splits her time between Austin, TXand New York City, and on any given day you might find her typing away at her computer, flying to various cities around the world, or just watching Netflix with her kitty Katniss. But she can always be found on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Pinterest, and her website www.coracarmack.com.

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Obsidian and Stars by Julie Eshbaugh


Title: Obsidian and Stars
Author: Julie Eshbaugh
Published: June 13th 2017 by HarperTeen

After surviving the chaotic battle that erupted after Lo and the Bosha clan attacked, now Mya is looking ahead to her future with Kol. All the things that once felt so uncertain are finally falling into place. But the same night as Kol and Mya’s betrothal announcement, Mya’s brother Chev reveals his plan to marry his youngest sister Lees to his friend Morsk. The only way to avoid this terrible turn of events, Morsk informs Mya when he corners her later, is for Mya to take Lees’ place and marry him herself.

Refusing to marry anyone other than her beloved, and in an effort to protect her sister, Mya runs away to a secret island with Lees. And though it seems like the safest place to hide until things back home blow over, Mya soon realizes she’s been followed. Lurking deep in the recesses of this dangerous place are rivals from Mya’s past whose thirst for revenge exceeds all reason.

With the lives of her loved ones on the line, Mya must make a move before the enemies of her past become the undoing of her future.


I was actually wondering what direction Obsidian and Stars would take after Ivory and Bone. I enjoyed the first book because it reminded me of a reverse Pride and Prejudice. Obsidian and Stars reminds me a little of Battle Royale...really only because they are fighting for their lives on an island. I really liked the story and thought it’s a great sequel to the first story.

We are now experiencing the story completely from the POV of Mya. She returns to the Manu clan now as a future bride instead of the very angry girl who visited the clan the first time around. As much as Mya can be cold, I love that she is also very clever and can be calm in a frantic situation. She also has a bigger heart than she lets on. I liked being in her point of view as she struggles to find footing in her new world.

I still love Kol. There is just something about him. I think it’s really his confidence and his kindness. He is a very gentle leader who listens to the people around him. He also has a very open mind and sees things differently and new. He’s willing to embrace change.

The plot is actually really about survival against each other. Circumstances land the brothers and sisters of the Manu and Olen clans on an island beyond the horizon. While they there they meet someone new who belongs to the Tama clan and is escaping for their own reasons. When old and new enemies seek the characters on this island this where it becomes a little battle royale. They are fighting to survive and get off the island back to the safety of their clans. It’s really intense at time and there is definitely a lot of action as far as fighting goes.

I really like the direction the story takes and I definitely enjoyed the ending. However complicated things might be, all seem to find their place whether good or bad. I thought this was a well done sequel and companion for the Ivory and Bone.


Julie Eshbaugh is the author of Ivory and Bone (HarperCollins, 2016). She used to have trou-ble staying in one spot, having lived in places as varied as Utah, France, and New York City. Julie eventually returned home to the Philadelphia area, where she now lives with her hus-band, son, cat and dog. Her favorite moments are when the unexpected happens and she cheers loudest when the pitcher gets a hit.

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