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91. Call Me Russell — Russell Peters
92. The Golden Compass — Philip Pullman
93. Homeport — Nora Roberts
94. The Search — Nora Roberts
95. Beach House — R.L. Stine
96. The Nutcracker, retold by Mark A. Taylor
97. 11/22/63 — Stephen King
98. Riding Lessons — Sara Gruen
As a world-class equestrian and Olympic contender, Annemarie Zimmer lived for the thrill of flight atop a strong, graceful animal. Then, at eighteen, a tragic accident destroyed her riding career and Harry, the beautiful horse she cherished.
Now jobless and abandoned twenty years later, Annemarie is coming home to her dying father’s New Hampshire horse farm, bringing her troubled teenage daughter to this place of pain and memory. Hope still lives here in the eyes of the handsome, gentle veterinarian Annemarie loved as a girl…and in the seductive allure of a trainer with a magic touch.
But everything will change yet again with one glimpse of a white striped gelding who recalls the one lost in another lifetime…and reignites an obsession that could shatter Annemarie’s fragile world.
Merry Christmas, everyone! In celebration of the holiday, I decided to use one of my presents as my one-day reading material. (I received this book from Mom and Andrew this morning.)
Sara Gruen does it again. She captured me earlier in the year with Water For Elephants, hooked me in the summer with Ape House, and packed an emotional punch with Riding Lessons. I was gripped from the first word, and spent a good portion of my day finishing the book. And, as with her other two books, Gruen did a wonderful job at making the animals as real as the people. I loved Hurrah the horse and Harriet the dog almost as much as I adored Annemarie and Dan (the veterinarian).
I’ll be quite honest, Riding Lessons is one of those books where I have a hard time articulating why I like it; I just know I enjoyed it. Though today it may be that I’m drunk on sugar, spice, and everything nice.
So yes, read it. Definitely read it. I very much enjoyed this Christmas gift.
Next book: it will either be that Nora Roberts book I mentioned before; one of my Christmas presents; or one of Sahar’s loaners. Which I should really just read already.
Two to go!