Castle of Concrete

Castle of Concrete: A NOVEL
by Katia Raina (Author)

Booktalk: In the final year of Soviet Russia’s collapse, Sonya, a timid Jewish girl, reunites with her once-dissident mother and falls in love with a mysterious boy who may be an anti-Semite. All the while, Sonya’s mama is falling in love also–with shiny America, a land where differences seem to be celebrated. The place sounds amazing, but so far away. Will Sonya ever find her way there?

Snippet: The driver turns his head and stares at her for so long I fear the car will crash into the back of the giant truck spewing gray diesel all over his Volga’s front window.

“Prison?” he asks in an awed whisper, examining her still.

Mam takes a long drag of her cigarette.

“I wasn’t an important enough fish for any of that, I guess,” she says. “Still, I riled them enough.” She turns her head back to me. “Didn’t I, Sonya.”

As if I would know.

“They trailed me,” she says to the driver. “Called once a week. They made sure I didn’t get accepted into a single university I applied to.” She coughs, before continuing. “I didn’t want that for my daughter. The farther she was from me, the better off she would be.”

“How long has it been?” the driver asks after a long smoky pause. Mama doesn’t answer.

“Eleven years.” My voice cuts in, hoarse from all of the smoke filling the Volga.

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Past Perfect Life

Past Perfect Life
by Elizabeth Eulberg (Author)

Booktalk: Small-town Wisconsin high school senior Allison Smith loves her life the way it is–spending quality time with her widowed father and her tight-knit circle of friends, including best friend Marian and maybe-more-than-friends Neil. Sure she is stressed out about college applications . . . who wouldn’t be? In a few short months, everything’s going to change, big time.

But when Ally files her applications, they send up a red flag . . . because she’s not Allison Smith. And Ally’s–make that Amanda‘s–ordinary life is suddenly blown apart. Was everything before a lie? Who will she be after? And what will she do as now comes crashing down around her?

Snippet: I don’t . . .

I can’t . . .

This can’t be happening.

This has to be a horrible joke. Some sick prank.

While I have the capacity to comprehend the meaning of every word coming out of Sheriff Gleason’s mouth–I can break down what he’s saying into nouns, verbs, and adverbs–none of it makes sense. It’s as if he’s talking about someone else. The names and the locations he’s including are foreign to me. Yet I am the subject.

How can that be possible?

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