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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Picoult, Jodi
  • Author:  Picoult, Jodi
  • ISBN-10:  1416547819
  • ISBN-10:  1416547819
  • ISBN-13:  9781416547815
  • ISBN-13:  9781416547815
  • Publisher:  Washington Square Press
  • Publisher:  Washington Square Press
  • Pages:  432
  • Pages:  432
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Mar-2007
  • Pub Date:  01-Mar-2007
  • SKU:  1416547819-11-MING
  • SKU:  1416547819-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100103052
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From the bestselling author ofMy Sister's Keepercomes the riveting story of a murder that shatters the picturesque calm of Amish country -- and tests the heart and soul of the lawyer defending the woman at the center of the storm.

The discovery of a dead infant in an Amish barn shakes Lancaster County to its core. But the police investigation leads to a more shocking disclosure: circumstantial evidence suggests that eighteen-year-old Katie Fisher, an unmarried Amish woman believed to be the newborn's mother, took the child's life. When Ellie Hathaway, a disillusioned big-city attorney, comes to Paradise, Pennsylvania, to defend Katie, two cultures collide -- and for the first time in her high-profile career, Ellie faces a system of justice very different from her own. Delving deep inside the world of those who live plain, Ellie must find a way to reach Katie on her terms. And as she unravels a tangled murder case, Ellie also looks deep within -- to confront her own fears and desires when a man from her past reenters her life.Chapter One

She had often dreamed of her little sister floating dead beneath the surface of the ice, but tonight, for the first time, she envisioned Hannah clawing to get out. She could see Hannah's eyes, wide and milky; could feel Hannah's nails scraping. Then, with a start, she woke. It was not winter -- it was July. There was no ice beneath her palms, just the tangled sheets of her bed. But once again, there was someone on the other side, fighting to be free.

As the fist in her belly pulled tighter, she bit her bottom lip. Ignoring the pain that rippled and receded, she tiptoed barefoot into the night.

The barn cat yowled when she stepped inside. She was panting by now, her legs shaking like willow twigs. Lowering herself to the hay in the far corner of the calving pen, she drew up her knees. The swollen cows rolled their blue moon eyes in her direction, then turned away quickly, as if they knew betlƒ˝

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