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Waking Samuel
By: Daniel CoyleImprint: Bloomsbury USA
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After the loss of her only son, Sara Black finds herself spending more and more time at the Seattle hospital where she is a nurse, tending to "the tall man," the victim of a gunshot wound whose identity has remained a provocative riddle-until he starts talking. As the man she knows as Samuel draws Sara into a strange and chilling story about his past on an Alaskan island, she must face some truths of her own, as well as the realization that the patient to whom she's devoted herself may not be who he says he is.
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| Title of eBook: Waking Samuel | |
| Release Date: 12-13-2008 | |
| Publisher: Bloomsbury USA |
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| Parent title | Waking Samuel |
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| Encrypted (DRM) | Yes |
| SKU | 9781596917576 |
| File size | 526 |
| Internet Security | n/a |
| Printing | Not allowed |
| Copying | Not allowed |
| Read aloud | No Sys requirements Download reader |
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Waking Samuel
Chapter One
Three-seventeen A.M.In the upstairs bedroom of a white-curtained house near Seattle, Sara Black opened her eyes. Moving carefully, like a spy in enemy territory, she raised her head over her husband's shoulder and checked the clock glowing on the bedside table.
I should not go to him, was her first thought. I should stay.
Sara leaned back. Three-seventeen. That meant three hours and forty-three minutes until the alarm went off. Five hours and forty-three minutes until her shift started at the hospital Seven hundred and fifteen days since the accident. Eighty-seven days until what would have been their son's sixth birthday. Sara closed her eyes, finding comfort in the stalwartness of each number. That was the reassuring thing about numbers: the unquestioning way they advanced and retreated, always remaining balanced. Numbers were honest. They gave her a foothold where she could locate herself.
Sara looked around, trying to see things as they were. The dark skylight. The pale white room, the blue patchwork quilt, the tidy house on Raven Lane where they'd lived for seven years now. She concentrated on sounds: a distant dog barking; the digestive gurgle of a street grate. Sara shifted slightly, and as she did she felt a pain shoot up her leg, a ghostly spark she welcomed because it carried her back to her purpose. I won't go, she told herself sternly. I will stay here. But even this reminder had the opposite of its intended effect. Instead of firming her resolve, it only made her see his face.
Stop, she told herself sternly, and for a second it worked.
To distract herself, Sara looked around the room, the garret-like
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