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„Am 20. April 1999 betraten Dylan Klebold und Eric Harris ausgerüstet mit Gewehren und Sprengstoff die Columbine Highschool. Dort töteten sie zwölf Schüler und einen Lehrer, verletzten vierundzwanzig weitere Menschen und nahmen sich dann selbst das Leben. Es war der schlimmste Schul-Amoklauf der Geschichte. Dylan Klebold war mein Sohn.“ 16 Jahre nach dem Amoklauf ihres Sohnes Dylan erzählt Sue Klebold von ihrem Ringen mit der Frage, ob sie die Tat hätte verhindern können, wenn sie nur aufmerksamer, liebevoller gewesen wäre. Sue Klebold ist durch die Hölle gegangen, aber an der Tat ihres Sohnes nicht zerbrochen. Sie hat einen Weg gefunden weiterzuleben und hofft, anderen Eltern zu helfen, das zu verhindern, was sie selbst nicht aufhalten konnte. Von einem ist sie fest überzeugt: Elterliche Liebe allein reicht nicht aus, um Kinder und Jugendliche vor den Folgen unerkannter psychischer Erkrankungen zu schützen. Ein starkes Memoir einer Mutter, der das Unvorstellbare passiert ist. Sue Klebold spendet alle Einnahmen an Forschung und Hilfsorganisationen für Opfer und Angehörige psychisch Kranker.
''Wait. Patient. Now. Not long. Good girl. Wait here. Brave girl. Back in a jiffy. Think of it as a vacation.'' Big Bend, population 500. South Dakota, 1988. Eight-year-old Tiny Mite lives in a ramshackle farmhouse next to her grandfather’s crashed airplane and the pine tree where she trains as a spy. Goddamn is her favourite word. Taking pictures with a homemade camera is her new big thing. She lives with Bee, her apocalypse-obsessed grandmother and Luvie, her hard-drinking great-aunt. And then there’s her mother, Velvet – beautiful, heartbroken, desperate, impulsive. One night, Tiny Mite goes to the basement and hears a cry, but it’s not what she imagines and nothing will ever be the same. Six years later, Clea won’t let anyone call her Tiny Mite anymore. Luvie is sober and Bee’s health is failing. Velvet has been gone for years, and nobody except Bee will even mention her name. Alone, angry and dressed in her grandfather’s old hunting clothes, Clea mopes through ditches and fields taking photographs until she hatches a plan with another loner, a boy with an unspeakable past. This is a story of mothers and daughters. Of people tied by blood and home. Of moments captured and lifetimes lost. And of things never quite turning out as expected. ''Not The Only Sky is not only beautifully and poignantly written, but also provides fascinating insights into life in rural America. Alyssa Warren captures perfectly the profound vulnerability of her characters, particularly that of Tiny Mite and her mother Velvet. Tiny Mite’s voice is highly original, as she gives meaning to a life and childhood experiences that might otherwise be impossible to make sense of.'' – JULIET CONLIN, author of The Uncommon Life of Alfred Warner in Six Days
In this “funny, touching, and heartwarmingly romantic” (JULIE JAMES) novel, a bride-to-be contends with wedding plans, work pressures, and second thoughts…. For fans of Emily Giffin and Julie James. On top of grad school, clinical hours, and part-time work, Chloe is surprised to find a ring on her finger. Sharing the news about the engagement is easy, except with her best friend, Ben. Their relationship has always been platonic and he has stood by her through thick and thin…so what's his problem with the new man in her life? As she gets caught up in the whirlwind of planning a five-star wedding, she can’t stop the nagging feeling that something isn't quite right. And Ben, the one person she wants by her side, is suddenly MIA… The guests are invited, the gifts wrapped, the flowers ordered, and her bridal gown fits like a dream. The only thing left is a walk down the aisle. Backing out now would be the biggest mistake of her life, right? Unless the biggest mistake would actually be saying, “I do”…

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