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A Broken Path - SIGNED - Ann Pilling
1991 UK hardback first edition first impression published by New English Library in London Signed on the title page by the author A near fine book in near fine unclipped dust jacket Clean cloth and pages, tightly bound No previous owner names or stamps etc The wrapper shows no loss or tears In death, as in life, Anna Beardmore seems determined to be noticed. R*p*d, then strangled, she is finally left sitting at her desk in the front room of her remote Dales cottage, as If about to start work on one of the maliciously observant Saddleford novels that have made her fortune - except that the hand that would have held the pen has been hacked off at the wrist. A nice clean copy, uncommon and collectable For Sale at £15 (approx $29) *p7
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John Peacock was pretending to be blind. He often did it along this track, and sometimes in Richmond, down one of the side roads. In Richmond you could feel the pebbles through your sneakers because the streets were all cobbled. Big round cobbles they were, like duck eggs, and they'd come from the bed of the Swale. Dad had told him that. 'The things your father knows,' parroted his mother, blind with love, if he ever came up with a useless scrap of information, like Frenchgate being paved with river pebbles. He really was useless now because last year he'd suddenly died on them. He'd left no money, and a farm that was going to be sold off next spring for a fancy price, and John was going to have to live in Darlington, with Auntie Win and his mother. It was all right for her, she'd never liked living at Park Head. There were big shops in Darlington, and plenty of folk around. It was people she'd missed most, she said, when his father had first married her and brought her to the valley, people, and cars going by, something she called 'life'. Now she would have 'life' again, because of death. He was glad he'd not seen his father in his coffin, |
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