Between four to seven inches of rain poured in Central Maine last night.
The sound of the rain on the roof of our cabin was so deafening that for once I stayed awake for part of the night.
In the morning I put my boots on.
And got my feet wet.
The house was ready for a foot soak too.
Where was our dock?
The table and the canoe now safe and sound.
While the water continued to rise, I finished the YA novel Out of Reach by Carrie Arcos.
I’m a sucker for stories involving siblings’ relationships because with our sisters and brothers we learn so much about life.
In this novel, seventeen-year old Rachel who has always put her eighteen-year old brother Micah on a pedestal finds out that he uses drugs. She still believes he’s in control until the night he doesn’t come home.
For the first time Rachel understands that she might be more in charge than her beloved brother. With only one small lead she begins the search for her brother with the help of his best friend Tyler.
The novel is set in the suburbs of San Diego and as we follow Rachel and Tyler along the cost and through seedy neighborhoods, we also get to know Rachel much better. She is also learning a lot about herself and moreover that sometimes someone who is lost doesn’t want to be found. Even someone we love a lot.
This is a novel about love but not easy love.
Love between siblings who share secrets and lies, between teenagers who fall in love for the first time and get hurt, love of God although Rachel doesn’t really know if she believes or not.
This is a story that rings true. The dialogues sound authentic. The characters are likeable but not flawless. The situation realistic. There is also music, which is always a great addition to a story.
I like mornings, Rachel thinks, because each day is like another chance.
After the night storm morning appeared like another chance. I felt lucky that no tree fell on our home, that unlike many Maine residents we didn’t lose power, that our small neighborhood wasn’t flooded.
Tonight we got a glorious sunset.
A sense of new beginning.
P.S. Have you ever been flooded or afraid to be flooded? What is the last great book for children or YA that you’ve read?