Bøger af Barbara Morris

Vancouver Island, September 2003. In a family where the need to be loved has always outweighed the need to conform, further developments are taking place. A new baby is welcomed, which Kate Wilder embraces with her usual optimism, but which also creates a need within that her husband David does not share; their son is healthy, they know who they are, where is the need to prove anything more?Kate cannot settle and when the details of her father's birth begin to encroach on their relatively peaceful unit, she rises to a challenge which proves potentially damaging to more than one relationship. To her, there are amends to be made and hearts to be salved, and Kate is not alone in this particular quest. For one person time is running out.

This is about two families of flowers that are neighbors.

Skye, November 1993. It is two months since Kate Wilder lost her mother, her identity and, according to her family, her sanity. What other explanation can there be for her following the astounding path she has chosen? But Kate is in love and nobody has the right to tell her what to do. Not now. On Vancouver Island, a man wrestles with emotions he barely recognises - hope, amazement, joy - all of which are steeped in fear. Fear that he may lose his daughter for good, that life may turn its back on him a second time or, worst of all, that he might damage a unique young woman beyond repair. When the road ahead is unclear, sometimes you have to rely on trust.

About two years ago, when God looked around and spied Cora, a ragamuffin orphaned cat and Barbara, a disheveled, lonely 90-year-old widow, he knew there was a need for a call to action. It must have broken his kind heart to see Cora's once lustrous fur, now dull and matted from weeks of living alone in a dark closet and to despair at Barbara's tangled, unbrushed hair, slouched shoulders and worn and saggy jammies.God knew how uncomfortable-itchy and grimy-these two must feel, but he knew they needed more than a bath and cosmetic fixes. More than anything, this desultory duo needed compassion, friendship, love, warmth, understanding and heaps of hugs. In short, they needed each other. And so, God gave them as gifts to each other. Clearly they went together like peanut butter and jelly or gin and tonic. It was easy, not just because these were divine actions, but because Cora and Barbara lived in a retirement community on the same floor (the 13th) and same hallway.Cora was hiding in the closet because Marjorie, her owner, was dying, and the apartment was crammed with hospital equipment, nurses, aides, family and friends. Barbara was living a life of boredom alone at the other end of the hall because Ward, her husband of 56 years, a retired naval officer had suddenly died. During their married life, Barbara and Ward had joyfully traveled the world-to 100 countries. Now, mourning and alone, Barbara had no urge to travel. She wasn't pleased to admit it to herself, but she had no purpose in life.Well, God took care of that by sending Cora down the hall to be cared for when Marjorie died. She was a gift from God to Barbara. What a gift! A ramshackle little cat who was not only orphaned, but deaf! Well, so was Barbara. What a pair.

Features an English medieval song, illustrated with explanatory text.

The films of Pedro Almodovar have demonstrated great crossover appeal in their ability to attract both mainstream and marginal audiences and to command critical as well as commercial success.