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Loading... The Sin-Eater's Confessionby Ilsa J. Bick
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Sign up for LibraryThing to find out whether you'll like this book. No current Talk conversations about this book. This is a sad story but very poignant. It delves into the judgements we make about people and how wrong they can be. Sometimes, we don't even know the people who are close to us ( ) Stationed with his Marines unit in Afghanistan, Ben plans to volunteer to infiltrate a Taliban-filled unit in the morning. Knowing that those who volunteer for these assignments usually don’t survive, he has decided to unburden his soul from a deep, dark secret he’s carried for 3 years. Read the rest of the review on my blog: http://shouldireaditornot.wordpress.com/2014/09/05/the-sin-eaters-confession-ils... A young man claims himself and his pain via a sporadic diary entry written from his duty station in Afghanistan. The turmoil of Ben, the narrator, is instigated by severe events; but his fear that he doesn't know himself is common. His story begins with his everyday, normal reality. It travels to a farm to help a grieving family keep things running. It follows a friendship that means different things to the participants. Or does it? It visits a moment of horror that drags the narrator through fear, anger, grief and a myriad of other emotions. It culminates with the narrator's decision to share his story. But does he? This is an intense story about what it means to be a friend, what it means not to be a friend, and what will you do or not do for a friend. A friendship between two teens turns awry after an incident is brought out into the open. What happens after this will shock you. The story takes on a new life after this and the ride keeps going until the end. I loved this book. I was not enamored with any of the characters, but, in this case it makes for a compelling read. no reviews | add a review
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HTML: People in Merit, Wisconsin, always said Jimmy was . . . you know. But people said all sorts of stupid stuff. Nobody really knew anything. Nobody really knew Jimmy. I guess you could say I knew Jimmy as well as anyone (which was not very well). I knew what scared him. And I knew he had dreams�even if I didn't understand them. Even if he nearly ruined my life to pursue them. Jimmy's dead now, and I definitely know that better than anyone. I know about blood and bone and how bodies decompose. I know about shadows and stones and hatchets. I know what a last cry for help sounds like. I know what blood looks like on my own hands. What I don't know is if I can trust my own eyes. I don't know who threw the stone. Who swung the hatchet? Who are the shadows? What do the living owe the dead? .No library descriptions found. |
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