Another Brooklyn by Jacqueline Woodson, 175 pages
“Running
into a long-ago friend sets memory from the 1970s in motion for August,
transporting her to a time and a place where friendship was everything--until
it wasn't. For August and her girls, sharing confidences as they ambled through
neighborhood streets, Brooklyn was a place where they believed that they were
beautiful, talented, brilliant--a part of a future that belonged to them. But
beneath the hopeful veneer, there was another Brooklyn, a dangerous place where
grown men reached for innocent girls in dark hallways, where ghosts haunted the
night, where mothers disappeared. A world where madness was just a sunset away
and fathers found hope in religion.” This was a sad but hopeful story. It really spoke to me for some reason that I
can’t quite explain. I loved it, but I’m
not sure I’ll want to reread it and I can’t quite explain that either. I’d recommend this to anyone who likes
realistic and historical fiction.
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