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Playing My Mother's Blues |
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| Valerie Wilson Wesley
ISBN: 0060890053
Format: Paperback, 240pp
Pub. Date: June 13, 2006
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
List Price: $12.95
BBP Price: $10.36 Save 20% |
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In her triumphant new novel, bestselling author Valerie Wilson Wesley, one of
the most respected and acclaimed voices in contemporary African American
fiction, poignantly examines the stubborn bonds of family, passion, and a past
that insists on repeating itself.
Dani Carter was seven years old -- her sister, Rose, seventeen -- when their
beautiful, impetuous mother, Maria, walked out of their lives, abandoning her
husband and family for a love affair that would end tragically mere months
later. Over the decades that followed, Dani was able to overcome the persistent
pain and feelings of betrayal, eventually wedding a successful man and giving
birth to a wonderful son. But love has long been missing from her marriage,
propelling her into the arms of another and inspiring troubling thoughts of
escape. If it were not for the distress caused by the recent death of her
father, she might well have already been gone. The sins of the mother, Dani
fears, have been visited upon the daughter.
Dani's sister, Rose, never spoke or speaks of their lost parent. And their
iron-willed, driven father -- who channeled his shame and anger into phenomenal
business success -- always made it brutally clear that he considered his
ex-wife to be evil incarnate. But Dani remembers a sweet, funny, vivacious
young woman who did everything with exuberant love and tenderness. And now that
she finds herself in a similar heartbreaking situation, Dani can't help but
wonder who Maria really was.
It's a puzzle that may soon be completed, after a lifetime of searching for
missing pieces. Maria, calling herself Mariah, is about to reenter her
daughters' worlds -- at a time of emotional confusion and physical chaos --
bearing secrets and bitter truths ... and, perhaps, long-awaited answers to
what could possibly drive a mother to sacrifice what was dearest to her heart.
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