Rosie Thomas 3-Book Collection: Moon Island, Sunrise, Follies
A collection of three stunning ebooks from the author of the runaway bestseller, THE KASHMIR SHAWL.MOON ISLAND: On a small stretch of wild coast, five old clapboard houses gaze out to sea. Fourteen-year-old May, arriving for the summer, feels isolated and resentful. Leonie, next door, shares May's isolation for she is unhappy in her marriage. She confides in Elizabeth, an aging widow who keeps the beach's secrets. Meanwhile, May has discovered the diary of a dead girl. As she immerses herself in the past, she begins to feel she is destined to follow in the dead girl's footsteps…SUNRISE: It was a love forbidden but never forgotten. When Harry returned to Wales, Angharad found paradise – despite her father's violent warnings. For she and Harry were in love, untouchable until a shocking revelation drives Angharad to flee, pregnant and penniless, to London. There, she resolves to put the past behind her, joy and heartache alike. But neither time nor success can banish her memories…FOLLIES: They were three modern women, who came to Oxford University full of hopes and dreams and would leave forever changed. Helen: shy, quiet and hopelessly in love. Chloe: glamorous and confident, abandoning a high-powered career, obsessively drawn to her philandering English professor. Pansy: stunning heiress and aspiring actress, driven to prove she is more than an irresistible magnet to the men around her. Together for one unforgettable year, they would share a lifetime of emotions and a very special friendship…
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ROSIE THOMAS 3-BOOK COLLECTION
Moon Island
Sunrise
Follies
by Rosie Thomas
Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd
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London SE1 9GF
First published in Great Britain by HarperCollinsPublishers 2015
Copyright © Rosie Thomas 1998, 1984, 1988
Cover layout design © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2015
Rosie Thomas asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.
A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.
This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, down-loaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins.
Source ISBN: 9780007560608, 9780007560615, 9780007560592
Ebook Edition © September 2015 ISBN: 9780008115388
Version: 2015-06-20
Contents
Copyright
Keep Reading from Daughter of the House
Keep Reading from The Illusionists
Keep Reading from The Kashmir Shawl
About the Author
Also by Rosie Thomas
About the Publisher
MOON ISLAND
Rosie Thomas
Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF
First published in the United Kingdom by William Heinemann in 1998
Copyright © Rosie Thomas 1998
Cover design © HarperCollins Publishers 2014
Cover images © Shutterstock.com
Rosie Thomas asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.
A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.
This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins.
Ebook Edition © FEB 2014 ISBN: 9780007560608
Version: 2015-06-20
Contents
Copyright
Prologue
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Sixteen
Seventeen
The boat turned a fresh furrow of ripples in the flat water. Doug Hanscom opened up the outboard motor and set a course from his dockside moorings towards the mouth of the harbour. There was a midday haze today, not a fog but a thickness of heat and moisture in the air that almost blotted out the islands lying off at the edge of the bay. Their crests of spruce trees stood black and two-dimensional against the pearly sky.
Another boat was nosing towards him. It was Alton Purrit in the Jenny Any, with a half-dozen visitors he’d taken out to see the seals basking on the ledges at the tip of Duck Island. Alton raised his arm as they passed and called out, ‘Hope they’re crawlin’ right today, Doug.’
Doug nodded an acknowledgement. He was not noted for loquaciousness.
He turned towards the rocky teeth that guarded the south headland of the bay. The current ran viciously here and slapped collars of white foam against the rocks, but he negotiated the tideway without a thought. He had been a lobster man out of Pittsharbor, Maine for twenty years and he made the same run to haul his traps every morning. Today he had stopped first for hot coffee and a cherry muffin at the store on Sunday Street, and he could still taste the pleasant sweetness on his tongue. He was thinking that he could well have eaten another of Edie Clark’s muffins and at the same time began rummaging in the side pocket of his oil-stained pants. He took out his pipe and chewed on the stem, even though his daughter had long ago nagged him out of smoking it.
Beyond the headland the water was flat again. The first of his marked buoys floated here and he swung the tiller over and cut the engine to bring the boat alongside. There were gulls and cormorants standing sentinel on the rocks, and a dozen more made a slow circle over the buoys. Doug tilted his head to look at them and shrugged as he bent to work. The first trap he hauled was a good one. Two nice two-pounders, along with the dross of snails and hermit crabs.
