Book Reviews Archive

The Island House

“She was standing on the deck now, scanning the horizon for landmarks – the water tower, the cluster of rainbow sailboats daringly leaving the harbor, the buoys. This year, this summer – this would be a time she would always remember. She was sure ...Read More

The Forgotten Girls

“You don’t ever surf trains on the High Line. The wind howled like a creature. Screamed. Steel shrieked against steel. The night was a dark blur: pine trees by thousands, Douglas firs looming out of the darkness, the occasional red smear as a signal ...Read More