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Last Light over Carolina [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Monroe, Mary Alice
  • Author:  Monroe, Mary Alice
  • ISBN-10:  1416550097
  • ISBN-10:  1416550097
  • ISBN-13:  9781416550099
  • ISBN-13:  9781416550099
  • Publisher:  Gallery Books
  • Publisher:  Gallery Books
  • Pages:  400
  • Pages:  400
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Nov-2010
  • Pub Date:  01-Nov-2010
  • SKU:  1416550097-11-MING
  • SKU:  1416550097-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100086391
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Last Light Over Carolina

Every woman in the sultry South Carolina low country knows the unspoken fear that clutches the heart every time her man sets out to sea. Now, that fear has become a terrible reality for Carolina Morrison. Her husband, shrimp boat captain Bud Morrison, is lost and alone somewhere in the vast Atlantic fishing grounds, with a storm gathering and last light falling. Over the course of one terrifying, illuminating day, Carolina looks back across thirty years of love and loss, joy and sorrow: How she rejected a well-to-do upbringing to marry Bud and embrace his extraordinary lifestyle by the sea . . . how hard times and loneliness have driven them apart . . . and how, with one mistake, she may have shattered their once-unbreakable bond forever. While their the close-knit community rallies together to search for one of its own, Carolina knows their love must somehow call him home, across miles of rough water and unspeakable memories.


New York Times
bestselling author Mary Alice Monroe explores a vanishing feature of the southern coastline, the mysterious yet time-honored shrimping culture, in a compelling tale of a strong woman struggling to prove that love is a light that never dies.Last Light Over Carolina

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September 21, 2008, 4:00 a.m.

McClellanville, South Carolina

For three genertions, the pull of the tides drew Morrison men to the sea. Attuned to the moon, they rose before first light to board wooden shrimp boats and head slowly out across black water, the heavy green nets poised like folded wings. Tales of the sea were whispered to them in their mothers’ laps, they earned their sea legs as they learned to walk, and they labored on the boats soon after. Shrimping was all they knew or ever wanted to know. It was in their blood.

Bud Morrison opened his eyes and pushed bl–

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