Mockingbird Summer

by Lynda Rutledge

And the world you grow up in always feels like the way it has always been and will always be. Until it isn’t.

“It’s La Couer. It means ‘of the heart,’ and my father’s family all certainly seemed to very much be so. They were as poor as us, but they were a very romantic bunch.”

There’s no frigate like a book to take us lands away’

she snuck glances at her mother. She was just as beautiful as she’d always been. But now, well, now, with little secrets and big stories all her own, she was suddenly . . . interesting.