The Gifts That Bind Us
(Sprache: Englisch)
Magic-sensitive Maeve and her friends face off against an insidious threat to their school and their city in this spellbinding sequel to All Our Hidden Gifts.
It s senior year, and Maeve and her friends are practicing and strengthening their...
It s senior year, and Maeve and her friends are practicing and strengthening their...
lieferbar
versandkostenfrei
Buch (Kartoniert)
13.90 €
- Lastschrift, Kreditkarte, Paypal, Rechnung
- Kostenlose Rücksendung
Produktdetails
Produktinformationen zu „The Gifts That Bind Us “
Klappentext zu „The Gifts That Bind Us “
Magic-sensitive Maeve and her friends face off against an insidious threat to their school and their city in this spellbinding sequel to All Our Hidden Gifts.It s senior year, and Maeve and her friends are practicing and strengthening their mystical powers, while Maeve s new relationship with Roe is exhilarating. But as Roe s rock star dreams start to take shape, and Fiona and Lily make plans for faraway colleges, Maeve, who struggles in school, worries about life without them will she be selling incense here in Kilbeg, Ireland, until she s fifty? Alarm bells sound for the coven when the Children of Brigid, a right-wing religious organization, quickly gains influence throughout the city and when its charismatic front man starts visiting Maeve in her dreams. When Maeve s power starts to wane, the friends realize that all the local magic is being drained or rather, stolen. With lines increasingly blurred between friend and foe, the supernatural and the psychological, Maeve and the others must band together to protect the place, and the people, they love. A thrilling sequel to All Our Hidden Gifts.
Lese-Probe zu „The Gifts That Bind Us “
1I suppose I ll always remember this as the summer that Roe learned to drive and that I learned to read minds.
He got his license in June, was promptly insured on his mum s car, and since then, the car has been a part of him. A part of us. They re always interviewing TV actors who say things like Really, New York City was the fifth character on the show, and I suppose you could apply the same logic to Mrs. O Callaghan s Nissan Micra. Roe calls her Linda. My mum calls it the galloping maggot.
Maeve, she calls up the stairs. The galloping maggot is outside.
I bounce down into the hallway heavily, not having quite broken in my Doc Martens, the new leather rubbing away at the skin. Mum is giving the dog his eye drops, trying to hold his head steady, her fingers prying open an eyelid. I take my little drawstring handbag from the coatrack in the hall.
Take your coat.
I don t need it, I reply. It s balmy.
Hmm?
I realize then that my mother didn t say that out loud, and that I am responding to a coat request that was only thought, never uttered. She looks at me oddly.
Roe may have taken to driving quickly, but telepathy is a gift that comes slowly, strangely, and, ideally, with a lot of eye contact. You should really know when someone s mouth is moving. I double back. Wary, tense.
I thought I heard you say . . .
Tutu wrestles his head free and tries to wander off. Mum snatches him back.
It s not that warm.
It s August!
It s Ireland.
I shrug and head for the door. Her voice again.
Do you need . . . money?
I stall. No, Nuala paid me yesterday. I m grand.
I ve been doing shifts at Divination, the occult shop in town, since school finished. Nuala can t afford to pay me much, but
... mehr
given that all I seem to buy is tarot cards and McDonald s, it generally lasts me.
Another pause. There s a tenner in my bag, if you want to take it.
I m fine, Mum.
Just . . . The dog is free now, each drop having been ineffectively applied to the outer rims of his eyes, Mum giving up on holding him still.
Take it, she says. Just in case.
Everyone still thinks the ritual was a suicide attempt.
Oh, Fiona lied all right. She played the part of silly drama student trying to construct a stabbing scene with her friends so well that we were convinced everyone believed us, not realizing that they were merely humoring us, waiting for the moment when things had calmed down and they could find out what really happened. It s made my telepathy very useful.
When I concentrate, I can see the light in people. I find my mother s light a sort of lilac tinged with silver and I follow it straight to her until I know exactly what she wants to hear. I know when to reassure her, when to be elusive, when to imply that there is more information to disclose and that I will tell her, but just not today.
It has been five months since the ritual. Five months since Lily O Callaghan disappeared for all of February. Since a spell and a struggle with a knife almost killed me and Roe. Since she climbed out of the river, dripping wet and angry. She s not interested in lying, like the rest of us are. Her answer is
Another pause. There s a tenner in my bag, if you want to take it.
I m fine, Mum.
Just . . . The dog is free now, each drop having been ineffectively applied to the outer rims of his eyes, Mum giving up on holding him still.
Take it, she says. Just in case.
Everyone still thinks the ritual was a suicide attempt.
Oh, Fiona lied all right. She played the part of silly drama student trying to construct a stabbing scene with her friends so well that we were convinced everyone believed us, not realizing that they were merely humoring us, waiting for the moment when things had calmed down and they could find out what really happened. It s made my telepathy very useful.
When I concentrate, I can see the light in people. I find my mother s light a sort of lilac tinged with silver and I follow it straight to her until I know exactly what she wants to hear. I know when to reassure her, when to be elusive, when to imply that there is more information to disclose and that I will tell her, but just not today.
It has been five months since the ritual. Five months since Lily O Callaghan disappeared for all of February. Since a spell and a struggle with a knife almost killed me and Roe. Since she climbed out of the river, dripping wet and angry. She s not interested in lying, like the rest of us are. Her answer is
... weniger
Autoren-Porträt von Caroline O'Donoghue
Caroline O Donoghue is the author of All Our Hidden Gifts as well as fiction for adults. An Irish author, journalist, and host of the acclaimed podcast Sentimental Garbage, she has contributed to Grazia, the Irish Times, the Irish Examiner, BuzzFeed, Vice, and the Times (London). Caroline O Donoghue lives in London.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Caroline O'Donoghue
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 12 Jahre
- 2023, 416 Seiten, Maße: 15,5 x 23,6 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Candlewick Press
- ISBN-10: 1536230294
- ISBN-13: 9781536230291
- Erscheinungsdatum: 21.09.2023
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
This smart, poignant drama is spot-on in its portrayal of a realistically pivotal time in these deeply likable characters lives as it winds its way slowly into the mystery around what supernatural forces are at play below the surface. . . . Another gripping, magic-filled installment in this rich contemporary fantasy.Kirkus Reviews
With the same deft narrative style that made the previous book shine, O Donoghue now offers an introspective take on what privileges and responsibilities come with magic, and a more nuanced exploration of the ways in which the characters are bound, involuntarily and by choice, to one another. . . . Fans of paranormal reads will be on the edge of their seats.
School Library Journal
Maeve and her now-magical friends are back in this sequel to All Our Hidden Gifts (2021). And they are definitely gifted: Maeve has gained telepathy; her significant other, Roe, is telekinetic; her ex-friend Lily has wild electrical powers; and Fiona has healing powers. . . As in the first series installment, each chapter is accompanied by an image of a tarot card that hints at the characters and situations within.
Booklist
This spellbinding sequel to All Our Hidden Gifts is a riveting return to the lives of Maeve, Roe, Fiona, and Lily as they navigate their relationships as well as their newfound powers.
Barnes & Noble Reads Blog
Kommentar zu "The Gifts That Bind Us"
Schreiben Sie einen Kommentar zu "The Gifts That Bind Us".
Kommentar verfassen