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Levy’s Scheresade is unexpectedly and immediately gripping. We are in 1943, one of the Nazi’s camps… and a Jewish man, scholar and father, struggles in his role as a prisoner. We receive scarcely a glimpse… then thunder forward to a different time, a different world. The story picks up in contemporary time, in the more ordinary sphere of California, but we, as readers, are already there, invested… curious.
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This is a well-written story that will hold your interest from the beginning. It is a page turner with twists and turns that will keeping you guessing.
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 Berkeley, California, May 2006
Erika reached out to take the paper cup of soy chai her granddaughter was holding out to her.
"Here you go, Grandma."
As soon as she had it in her grasp, Erika took a shallow, eager sip, and smiled at this child who looked so much like her. "Thank you, Jessie." Not a child, a young woman, Erika thought with pride.
She tipped the barista and picked up her shopping bags. She had no idea where she would ever wear the three pairs of shoes she had bought this morning. They were probably totally
unsuitable for a woman nearly seventy, but she couldn't resist them. Her daughter claimed to have been born without the 'shoe gene,' but like Erika's green eyes and dark blonde hair, the love of shoes and shopping had merely skipped a generation. Between them, she and Jessie had accumulated almost more bags that morning than they could manage.
"Are we ready?"
As Erika started back to the door, a man rose from a table at the rear of the Starbuck's. The cup fell from her hand and burst on the floor, splattering scalding tea across her feet and ankles, splashing her pale summer skirt with reddish brown. She barely noticed.
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