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Ages 12 and Up
Releases: June 27, 2017
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In The Beautiful Lost, Luanne Rice deftly uses her experiences with depression to craft a lilting and surprising story about the vagaries of the human heart. Maia has struggled with depression and suicidal thoughts ever since her mother left to follow her passion of studying ocean life in the Canadian Maritime provinces. Maia is convinced everything will be fine if she can only reconnect with her mother, meaning she won’t have to take her pills, she will never need to be institutionalized again. When Maia runs away from home in search of her mom, she gets unexpected help and companionship from Billy, her crush from school. On the roads through New England, Maia and Billy learn truths about each other that are equal parts enthralling and distressing.
About the Author:
Luanne Rice is the New York Times bestselling author of over 30 novels for adults and the YA novel The Secret Language of Sisters. There are more than twenty-two million copies of her books in print across the world and five of her novels have been adapted into TV movies and miniseries. Luanne lives in coastal Connecticut with her family of cats.
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"Where are you going? he asked.
"Away," I said.
Our eyes burned into each other. I felt heat in my chest, knowing that this really was the last time. I wanted to reach over, touch his hand. I hoped he could read my mind and somehow know he was the only person I'd miss, that I'd come here today because he was, ineffably, mine.
"Away where?" he asked.
"Too see my mother," I said.
"Can I go with you. He asked.
I stared at him. Had I heard him right? No, I had to be dreaming.
"Will you take me?" he asked.
It was real. This was happening. His eyes were begging me. "But people will miss you. They'll wonder where you are," I said.
"I live in a group home," he said, gesturing at the building. " They won't wonder for long." And then he touched me--just one finger on my wrist bone--so quickly I would have thought I'd imagined it if didn't tingle all through my body.
"I can help you," he said.
"Yeah, you're running away, right? I know how to do that. No one will catch us." he said. He was already hurrying around the car.
I don't think after that. I climbed into the driver's seat, he got in beside me, and we sped off.
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