Send for Me
A Novel (A Read with Jenna Pick)
(Sprache: Englisch)
A NEW YORK TIMES NOTABLE BOOK NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER An achingly beautiful work of historical fiction that moves between Germany on the eve of World War II and present-day Wisconsin, unspooling a thread of love, longing,...
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A NEW YORK TIMES NOTABLE BOOK NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER An achingly beautiful work of historical fiction that moves between Germany on the eve of World War II and present-day Wisconsin, unspooling a thread of love, longing, and the powerful bonds of family. A TODAY SHOW #ReadWithJenna BOOK CLUB PICK!Based on the author s own family letters, Send for Me tells the story of Annelise, a young woman in prewar Germany. Growing up working at her parents popular bakery, she's always imagined a future full of delicious possibilities. Despite rumors that anti-Jewish sentiment is on the rise, Annelise and her parents can t quite believe that it will affect them; they re hardly religious. But as she falls in love, marries, and gives birth to her daughter, the dangers grow closer. Soon Annelise and her husband are given the chance to leave for America, but they must go without her parents, whose future and safety are uncertain.
Two generations later in a small Midwestern city, Annelise s granddaughter, Clare, is a young woman newly in love. But when she stumbles upon a trove of the letters her great-grandmother wrote from Germany after Annelise's departure, she sees the history of her family s sacrifices in a new light, leading her to question whether she can still honor the past while planning for her future.
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I can hardly speak.It starts with the panic, the sound of sharp knocking. The pounding on Annelise s door, a crash in her skull, jolting her from sleep. They re coming. Her heart slams, and she sits up, blind in the darkness. Her arms reach out. Where is the baby? Fear floods her lungs. She s drowning.
They re coming. Breathe. Hold the baby close, keep her quiet.
Is there something else in the churning flood of terror? In the squeeze of panic, the slightest slackening, relief? She s been waiting so long for this moment, dread her constant companion, and now it s here. Whatever horror is about to befall her, she won t have to fear it any longer.
In the room, silent now, she strains to hear. Her heart is pounding so hard her body is thrumming, her hands trembling. Is that her husband next to her, snoring softly? Is that the warm, reassuring shape of him? They will take him, too. They ll take all of it, everything and everyone she has ever loved. In an instant. A flash.
Years will pass, a long, surprising slant of light, and this terror will abate. She will pick her daughter up from school, stand in her kitchen with her hands on her hips, sip from a glass in the evening, slip under smooth sheets. But this will always be her frozen moment, the definition of her days. They will always be pounding on the door in the middle of the night. They will always be coming.
An hour doesn t pass that I don t think about you.
There is so much work to do. Toil is a constant in her life, the ongoing story of her years. In fact, Klara takes some comfort in its predictability, the way that a Sunday afternoon of polishing silver or washing floors can ease her nerves and stretch her mind into a pleasant blankness. And there is the undeniable satisfaction of a task completed, the pleasing order and gleam of a finely tended home.
Of course, there s also the bakery:
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her pride and livelihood, yes, but oh, those dreadful dark mornings, the midday heat, the relentless specifics of the measurements, the unforgiving timing of every little thing. Some days she wakes up, dawn still hours away, and the exhaustion of the day before clings to her; she would want to roll over and go back to sleep if she allowed herself even to want that.
Klara can never let on, can never show this weakness. Annelise grouses and mutters and yawns dramatically, stares with sullen dark eyes and refuses to speak for hours, the spectacle of her displeasure so varied and colorful, she s like a peacock of disdain.
She envies her daughter s extravagance. But Klara can t allow herself to crack. A word of complaint from her could loose an avalanche.
The precision of the bakery does, in a way, appeal to her nature, but it s such a precarious balance. They can t make any mistakes or they pay double, triple the price in lost revenue.
It changes a person all of it, the tasks at hand. Klara has changed of course she has! She s become someone who is entirely focused on the work she must do. But that s simply what it is to be a woman of good standing, to be alive in the world. It defies consideration.
Early in her marriage, there were mishaps: the loaf of bread that almost burned down the apartment, the boiled egg, forgotten, that exploded in the kitchen, sending bits of shell like shrapnel flying around the room. She cleaned up every last splinter before Annelise woke, before Julius came into the kitchen for coffee, and so only Klara herself, who accidentally knelt on a sharp chip of eggshell, was even slightly injured. She considers that injury . . . what? Not a punishment, exactly, but a reminder, the quick, searing pain a cove
Klara can never let on, can never show this weakness. Annelise grouses and mutters and yawns dramatically, stares with sullen dark eyes and refuses to speak for hours, the spectacle of her displeasure so varied and colorful, she s like a peacock of disdain.
She envies her daughter s extravagance. But Klara can t allow herself to crack. A word of complaint from her could loose an avalanche.
The precision of the bakery does, in a way, appeal to her nature, but it s such a precarious balance. They can t make any mistakes or they pay double, triple the price in lost revenue.
It changes a person all of it, the tasks at hand. Klara has changed of course she has! She s become someone who is entirely focused on the work she must do. But that s simply what it is to be a woman of good standing, to be alive in the world. It defies consideration.
Early in her marriage, there were mishaps: the loaf of bread that almost burned down the apartment, the boiled egg, forgotten, that exploded in the kitchen, sending bits of shell like shrapnel flying around the room. She cleaned up every last splinter before Annelise woke, before Julius came into the kitchen for coffee, and so only Klara herself, who accidentally knelt on a sharp chip of eggshell, was even slightly injured. She considers that injury . . . what? Not a punishment, exactly, but a reminder, the quick, searing pain a cove
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Autoren-Porträt von Lauren Fox
LAUREN FOX is the author of the novels Days of Awe, Still Life with Husband, and Friends Like Us. Her work has appeared in The New York Times, The Wall Street Journal, Marie Claire, Parenting, and Psychology Today. She lives in Milwaukee with her family.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Lauren Fox
- 2021, 272 Seiten, Masse: 13,2 x 20,2 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: VINTAGE
- ISBN-10: 1101972041
- ISBN-13: 9781101972045
- Erscheinungsdatum: 06.09.2021
Sprache:
Englisch
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A NEW YORK TIMES NOTABLE BOOK OF THE YEAR An Indie Next Great Read A Parade Best Releases of the YearBeautifully written, deeply felt, tender and thoughtful.
The New York Times Book Review
Incandescent. . . . Send for Me reads like a memoir but has the kind of intimate detail born in the imagination of a novelist at the top of her game.
People
An artfully constructed and richly absorbing novel that shows how love is strengthened, not weakened, over distance and time.
Minneapolis Star Tribune
A richly imagined, lyrically written story.
NPR
Imbued with lyrical prose, Send for Me is a beautiful tale of heartbreak and renewal, and of the love and loss we carry with us, generation after generation.
Georgia Hunter, author of We Were the Lucky Ones
Page after page of Send for Me shines with the author s brilliant prose. . . . Fox has written a book you will not soon forget.
The Florida Times-Union
Send for Me is a rare and beautiful novel. I loved this book.
Christina Baker Kline, author of Orphan Train
Resonates long after its final pages. . . . Its beautifully rendered vignettes are, in essence, about the fraying wire that connects us to the past.
The Anniston Star
Extraordinarily nuanced and moving. . . . Fox elegantly incorporates lines and short excerpts of her own great-grandmother s letters, adding to the power and intimacy of this fine novel.
The National Book Review
Subtle, striking, and punctuated by snippets of family letters. . . . An intimate, insightful, intricately rendered story of intergenerational trauma and love.
Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
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