Nome: All the little lights
Autor: Jamie McGuire
Lançamento: 2018
ISBN: 9781503902787
Páginas: 300
Edição: Inglês
Sinopse:
"From #1 New York Times bestselling author Jamie McGuire comes a riveting tale of first love that starts young but runs deep.
The first time Elliott Youngblood spots Catherine Calhoun, he’s just a boy with a camera, and he’s never seen a sadder and more beautiful sight. Both Elliott and Catherine feel like outcasts, yet they find an easy friendship with each other. But when Catherine needs him most, Elliott is forced to leave town.
Elliott finally returns, but he and Catherine are now different people. He’s a star high school athlete, and she spends all her free time working at her mother’s mysterious bed-and-breakfast. Catherine hasn’t forgiven Elliott for abandoning her, but he’s determined to win back her friendship…and her heart.
Just when Catherine is ready to fully trust Elliott, he becomes the prime suspect in a local tragedy. Despite the town’s growing suspicions, Catherine clings to her love for Elliott. But a devastating secret that Catherine has buried could destroy whatever chance of happiness they have left."
Catherine e Elliot se conheceram aos quinze anos quando ele foi passar o verão na casa de sua tia em Oak Creek. Com uma câmera em mãos dada por seu tio, Elliot encontra Catherine e seu pai enterrando o cachorro da família no quintal enquanto tirava algumas fotos do alto de uma árvore. A família Calhoun nunca foi muito bem vista na cidade, pois a família de Mavis, mãe de Catherine, envenenou a cidade por causa de sua indústria de metais. Com toda a família falecida por causa do trabalho na indústria, a família herdou a casa que estava na família há décadas. Catherine sempre foi muito apegada ao pai e um pouco distante de sua mãe.
O primeiro encontro entre Elliot e Catherine foi quando o garoto estava espancando uma árvore no terreno próximo à casa dos Calhoun por causa de um problema com seus pais. Com um pai violento e uma mãe ausente, Elliot se sentia mais feliz quando passava os verão em Oak Creek. Os dois passam o verão inteiro juntos até que, um dia, ao voltarem de um passeio, encontram uma ambulância em frente à casa de Catherine: era seu pai sendo levado depois de um ataque cardíaco. Vendo o desespero de Catherine, Elliot tenta se aproximar quando sua mãe o puxa e o manda pegar suas coisas e voltar para casa. Elliot tenta de tudo para verificar se o pai de Catherine e ela irão ficar bem, mas sua mãe diz para ele manter distância da família Calhoun, pois é uma família problemática. Mas na verdade, a mãe de Elliot odeia a cidade de Oak Creek, pois ela e o irmão, tio de Elliot foram mal tratados por serem Cherokees, descendentes de índios que viviam em Oklahoma.
Dois anos depois, Elliot para Oak Creek para terminar o último ano escolar e para se reaproximar de Catherine. Após a morte do pai, Catherine e sua mãe transformaram a casa (Juniper, como ela é chamada) em um bed and breakfast (um tipo de hospedagem na qual o hóspede geralmente passa apenas uma noite e tem direito a um quarto e café da manhã). Se sentindo abandonada por Elliot naquele fático dia, Catherine também se afasta dos amigos que ela tinha na escola, se isolando de todos. Porém ela também guarda um segredo sobre a casa onde mora.
Catherine também faz com que o bed and breaksfast Juniper consiga se manter ativo, já que sua mãe usou quase todo o dinheiro do seguro de vida do seu pai para reformar a casa e a transformar em um hotel (que o pai de Catherine era contra). Com mãe ainda em luto, a garota precisa fazer todas as tarefas do local, além de atender as necessidades dos hóspedes. Para evitar que o a organização de proteção à criança a tire de sua mãe, Catherine finge que está tudo bem em casa.
A história, narrada através da visão de ambos, mostra o primeiro amor de dois adolescentes, mas com um fundo em famílias destruídas, como a de Elliot e Catherine. Catherine teve que se virar sozinha após o falecimento de seu pai, já que sua mãe se mostrava incapaz de cuidar da filha, de si e da casa. Um acontecimento faz com que Elliot e Catherine sejam investigados pela polícia, mostrando o preconceito sobre Elliot por ele ser um cherokee. Sobre o segredo que Catherine guarda, foi um excelente plot twist que eu não imaginava, mostrando também como as doenças mentais precisam ser tratadas para que elas não piorem e algo ruim aconteça na pequena cidade de Oak Creek.
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Quotes
“The first day of summer break, Mom dropped me off at Uncle John and Aunt Leigh’s after an all-night fight with Dad, and I noticed she never took off her sunglasses, even in the house. That’s when I knew it was more than a visit, that I was staying for the whole summer, and when I unpacked, the amount of clothes in my suitcase proved me right.”
“Thank you, Goober, for being so gentle with our princess. Thank you for staying under the table to eat her vegetables...”
“It bothered me not knowing if she was sitting on the ground because she felt safer with her dead dog than she did inside.”
“The Van Meters poisoned the town. Half the population is fighting cancer or some complication from cancer. That’s the least of what they deserve, if you ask me, especially if you take into account how they treated everyone.”
"He doesn’t have many chances left, and he knows it. He’s trying, Elliott.”
“It’s not hard not to put your hands on a girl. If you can’t, then just stay away.
“If you think that little girl needs help, you’ll tell me, right?”
I watched her for a moment and then nodded. “I’ll keep an eye out.”
"He was either dumb or dedicated, and when the intensity in his eyes chose to target me, I couldn’t look away."
“Is Brie right? Do you live in White Eagle?”
Elliott raised an eyebrow.
“That’s the headquarters for the Ponca tribe.”
“And?” Presley sniped.
Elliott sighed, seeming bored. “I’m Cherokee.”
"He grabbed the chain of my swing, taking me along for the ride. I started to use my legs, too, and before long I was so high that the swing was bouncing when I got to the top. I stretched my toes toward the sky, remembering that same exhilarating feeling as when I was little."
"It was the first time I’d held a boy’s hand besides my dad’s, and it sent a ridiculous thrill through me that I’d never admit to."
“I’m going to travel with my camera. Take pictures of the earth and sky and everything in-between."
"I could have climbed a mountain, run around the world, and swum the ocean in that moment, because if Catherine Calhoun could decide she wanted to kiss me, anything was possible."
"Falling is easy. The hard part is getting back up."
"I wanted to tell him I wouldn’t bite, that I might still hate him for leaving and making me miss him for two years, but there were far more important things in the world to be afraid of than me."
"I stood, tossing the drink at him. He caught it against his chest, but the lid popped off, and red liquid splashed his white shirt and face.
I spat out an involuntary laugh. Elliott’s eyes were closed, his mouth open, but after the initial shock, he grinned. “Okay. I deserved that.”
It wasn’t funny anymore. “You deserve a soda in the face? My dad died, Elliott. They carried out his body on a gurney while I watched, in front of the whole neighborhood. My mom mentally checked out. You were supposed to be my friend, and you just . . . left me standing there.”
“I wanted to call, but you don’t have a phone, and then mine got taken away. I was angry about the way they made me leave. I snuck a couple of phone calls to my aunt to check on you, but she refused to go to your house. She said things had changed, that your mom wouldn’t speak to her anyway. I was caught halfway to Oak Creek a week after I got my car, and my dad put a forty-five-mile-per-hour governor on it. I tried to drive here anyway, and they took my car away. I tried talking all my friends into driving me here. I tried everything to get back to you, Catherine, I swear to God.”
I glared up at him. “Leave me alone.”
“Look around. You’re already alone.”
“The only reason you need to leave is if you don’t want to stay. You know what I’m talking about. When you walk into a place and feel you don’t belong—where you’re not comfortable or even welcome. The important things are to be safe, happy, and healthy, and so many times those things are synonymous."
"I didn’t want to miss him. I didn’t want to want him. Elliott being nice made it that much harder to hate him."
"I wanted to protect her, but I wasn’t sure from what."
“Why? Why do you want me to come so badly?”
“I just do. I want you to see us win. I want you to be there when I run off the field. I want to see you waiting by my car when I come out, my hair wet, still out of breath, high on adrenaline. I want you to be part of it.”
But in the moment that Elliott’s gaze met mine, none of that mattered. We might as well have been sitting on the edge of Deep Creek, picking at the ground and pretending we weren’t desperate to hold hands instead of grass. And in that moment, the pain and anger I’d held on to instead disappeared.
Elliott jogged up, still wet from his shower, and wrapped his arms around me, twirling me let in all the hurt and darkness surrounding us. He leaned down and planted a kiss on my mouth, so quick I didn’t realize what had happened until it was over.
“I fell in love with you that summer, Catherine. I’ve loved you ever since.”
Every time I’m close to you, I’m aware of every breath you take. When we’re not, everything reminds me of you.
Catherine was my everything.
You make me feel loved and safe in a way no one has in a long time.
"I just . . . at ten, I thought you were the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. I believe that still. That’s why I told Madison I came back.”
“Because you think I’m beautiful?”
“Because I’ve loved you for almost half my life.”
“My life is a mess.”
“Well, now your mess is my mess.”
"Guilt and fear were powerful beasts, and they had been feeding on her for years from the inside out."
“There are a lot of things we don’t know, but I can promise you won’t do it alone.”
"I just kept thinking of all the little lights on our street and what it felt like to walk down it holding your hand, in and out of the darkness. Nothing they could say could change that. Nothing anyone can do can take that away from us. Except you."
"Nothing was safe anymore. Maybe nothing ever was."
"He was important. I should protect him the way he did me, but I wasn’t strong enough to let go. Elliott was anchoring me to everything normal I had left in the world."
“Do you know what it would do to me if something happened to you? I’d cut off my throwing hand to keep you safe.”
I held him tighter. “So we’ll keep each other safe.”
“I feel bad for saying this, but it’s creepy that they just tried to attack Elliott and are now singing ‘Amazing Grace.’” “It is a little creepy. They were ready to tear him apart, and now they’re calm, standing there like pod people.”
“Do you? Believe in God?”
“I believe in a connection, to the earth, the stars, to every living thing, my family, my ancestors.”
"It was easier than I thought to make the decision to leave. Now that Mrs. Mason was forcing me to choose between saving Elliott or the Juniper, the answer came to me in seconds. In that moment, I was sure that I loved him, that I was worthy of his love, and that letting the Juniper go under was what would truly save Mama in the end. She might hate me until she got better, or she might hate me forever, but I knew it was the right thing to do for everyone I loved. Althea and Poppy, I knew, would understand."
Elliott had been pushed into a corner and then fought his way out, but there weren’t many things he wouldn’t do for those he loved. I just happened to be one of the lucky few.
“I love you, Catherine Calhoun. No matter what happens, know that.”
His words felt like a sunrise, a sunset, a beautiful dream, waking from a nightmare. It was every wonderful moment balled into one."
“It’s not your fault, Catherine.”
“Then whose fault is it?”
“Why does it have to be someone’s fault?”
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