Somewhere Safe with Somebody Good
A Mitford Novel
(Sprache: Englisch)
No. 1 New York Times-bestselling author Jan Karon invites her millions of fans to join her in Mitford. Now sit back, relax, and discover why the media says Somewhere Safe with Somebody Good "hits the sweet spot at the intersection of your heart and your funny bone."
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No. 1 New York Times-bestselling author Jan Karon invites her millions of fans to join her in Mitford. Now sit back, relax, and discover why the media says Somewhere Safe with Somebody Good "hits the sweet spot at the intersection of your heart and your funny bone."
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#1 New York Times bestselling author Jan Karon welcomes you back home to Mitford in this inspirational novel that hits the sweet spot at the intersection of your heart and your funny bone (USA Today).After five hectic years of retirement from Lord s Chapel, Father Tim Kavanagh returns with his wife, Cynthia, from the land of his Irish ancestors. While he s glad to be at home in Mitford, something is definitely missing from his life: a pulpit. But when he s offered one, he decides he doesn t want it.
For years, he believed he had a few answers. Now he has questions. How can he possibly help Dooley s younger brother, Sammy, make it through the fallout of a disasterous childhood? Could doing a good deed for the town bookstore be the best thing for his befuddled spirit? And who was riding through town in a limo? Not Edith Mallory.
Then an editorial in the weekly Muse poses a question that sets the whole town looking for answers: Does Mitford still take care of its own?
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***This excerpt is from an advance uncorrected proof***Copyright © 2014 Jan Karon
One
His wife was determined to march him to the country club this Saturday evening. Worse, he d have to stuff himself into his old tux like sausage into a casing.
The Irish breakfast more properly, a resplendent banquet on a plate was the culprit. He had tried to restrict himself to three such repasts during their stay in County Sligo, but ended up devouring seven, two of them out of view of his wife. He didn t know about St. Paul, but the grim baggage of diabetes was definitely this cleric s thorn.
I m still jet-lagged, he said.
Jet lagged? After ten days? Try again, sweetheart.
There was a busy silence. They sat in his study, finishing a second cup of coffee. Rain gleamed on the leaves of the maple outside the vast window; fog capped the mountains beyond. Our observatory, he reasoned, when faced with the alarming cost of so much glass.
It s an important occasion, Timothy. Your doctor is retiring after decades of sleep loss and patients who won t do what the doctor ordered.
So? Hardly anyone ever did what the priest ordered, either.
Then he s volunteering to serve in one of the worst areas of famine in the world.
She pressed her case as he wrestled an unsettling truth with Hoppy Harper out of the picture, he would fall into the hands of Doctor Wilson, who, in his opinion, was yet the unlicked cub, medically speaking.
And Father Timothy Kavanagh, she said, highly esteemed friend and long-time priest of the guest of honor, wants to sit home. The cocked head, the raised eyebrow, the gathering of hoarfrost.
You re absolutely right, he said.
So you re going!
Cynthia, Cynthia. I didn t say I m going, I said you re right that I want to sit home. He gave forth a sigh.
You re so southern.
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His Massachusetts-born spouse was keen on the notion that southerners were over-fond of sighing, something apparently beneath the dignity of Yankees. You won the war, his father would have said, what s to sigh about?
Did she have so much time on her hands that she could spend it conducting his business? Since she had started a new book, she should be insensible to life s vagaries for at least ten or eleven months.
I just read an article, she said, on what can happen to priests when they retire. Some of them end up refusing to leave the house.
I have left the house religiously, he said with feeling.
And there she went, hooting with laughter. It was very hard to have a dispute with a woman who wouldn t stay aggrieved, but was ever looking to put a shine on things.
I suppose it doesn t count, he said, that I went to see Hoppy on Tuesday and we had a long talk and I prayed for him and wished him well and promised we d stay in touch with Olivia and Lace whenever he s away. He watched her eyes; this was clearly not enough.
I gave him a nice pair of nail clippers, he said. No need to say it was a pass-along gift from his cousin. In a leather case.
The blank look.
That was lovely, I m sure, but it will honor him to have people there, like at a funeral. How would you feel if no one came to your funeral because they d already said lovely things before you croaked?
Ok, ok, I ll do it. Peace be with you, Kav na. Where are my studs?
In the right-hand section of your top bureau drawer. And also with you.
He thought she look
His Massachusetts-born spouse was keen on the notion that southerners were over-fond of sighing, something apparently beneath the dignity of Yankees. You won the war, his father would have said, what s to sigh about?
Did she have so much time on her hands that she could spend it conducting his business? Since she had started a new book, she should be insensible to life s vagaries for at least ten or eleven months.
I just read an article, she said, on what can happen to priests when they retire. Some of them end up refusing to leave the house.
I have left the house religiously, he said with feeling.
And there she went, hooting with laughter. It was very hard to have a dispute with a woman who wouldn t stay aggrieved, but was ever looking to put a shine on things.
I suppose it doesn t count, he said, that I went to see Hoppy on Tuesday and we had a long talk and I prayed for him and wished him well and promised we d stay in touch with Olivia and Lace whenever he s away. He watched her eyes; this was clearly not enough.
I gave him a nice pair of nail clippers, he said. No need to say it was a pass-along gift from his cousin. In a leather case.
The blank look.
That was lovely, I m sure, but it will honor him to have people there, like at a funeral. How would you feel if no one came to your funeral because they d already said lovely things before you croaked?
Ok, ok, I ll do it. Peace be with you, Kav na. Where are my studs?
In the right-hand section of your top bureau drawer. And also with you.
He thought she look
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Jan Karon
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- Autor: Jan Karon
- 2015, 576 Seiten, Maße: 12,8 x 19,6 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Berkley
- ISBN-10: 042527621X
- ISBN-13: 9780425276211
- Erscheinungsdatum: 30.07.2015
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
The faster and more impersonal the world becomes, the more we need Mitford. The Cleveland Plain DealerKaron knits Mitford s small-town characters and multiple storylines into a cozy sweater of a book 4/4 stars. USA Today
Jan Karon reflects contemporary culture more fully than almost any other living novelist. Los Angeles Times
Loyal fans of Karon s Mitford novels and Father Tim will be delighted once again to spend time in this quintessential American village with its leading
citizen and his colorful coterie of friends, family, and dependent souls. Booklist
With the homecoming of much-beloved characters and a few new additions, Karon s latest provides a return to a setting readers have been clamoring to revisit. Longtime readers will not be disappointed by the author s latest cozy redemption tale. Library Journal
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