In Marlene Adelstein’s debut novel, Sophie Last Seen, it is six years after the disappearance of ten year-old Sophie from a shopping mall. Her mother, Jesse, is living in a self-destructive limbo as any sense of closure eludes her. Jesse is observed by her daughter’s best friend, Star, who carries her own secrets about that day. These two wounded souls come together to follow clues left by Sophie in her birding journals hoping to be led to Sophie or answers to her disappearance.
This inspiring tale of one woman’s journey in search of the truth about her missing daughter weaves together themes of forgiveness, romance, and acceptance.
Perfect for book clubs, Sophie Last Seen has elements of The Deep End of the Ocean and The Lovely Bones.
"A mother’s psyche edges toward madness as she tries to solve the puzzle of her daughter’s disappearance. A gripping tale of heartbreak and eternal hope."
—Beth Hoffman, New York Times bestselling author of Saving CeeCee Honeycutt
About The Author:
After twenty-three years in New York City, working as a film development executive for top Hollywood producers, Marlene Adelstein began earning her living as a freelance editor working on novels and memoirs.
When she’s not reading other people’s manuscripts or writing her own, Marlene can be found walking local trails with her dog. She is partial to chocolate labs and in particular hers, a good-natured girl named Honey, who is never more than a few feet behind her. Comfortable and energized in a big city but preferring to make her home in a small town filled with other writers and artists, Marlene lives in the beautiful Hudson Valley where she loves to listen to the noise of the birds.
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26 comments:
I have gotten separated from my husband at Walmart a few times and it drives me crazy trying to find him. I always forget I have a cell phone and can just call him.
It wasn't me that was lost technically, but my husband and I were baby sitting our 4 year old nephew when he wandered away from us at the mall. The mall was extremely crowded (this was in the 80's LOL) and we lost him in the crowds. After 10 heart stopping minutes we found him standing at a nearby booth looking at toys. He was only about 20 feet from us but we couldn't see him because of the crowds. I still haven't fully recovered from that experience. Though I can say this was a bit of a habit with this little guy. His mom lost him in a department store (he hid under a clothing rack) and he walked off once on the beach (a massive search ensued and he was found a quarter mile away playing in the sand with a little girl he met).
When I was young my friend and I went on a long walk which turned out to be getting lost but managing to find our way back to the other friends. They were still in the same place and not in the least worried.
My hubby & I got separated in a BJ’s Wholesale. Thank God for cell phones lol
I got lost in Central Park in NYC lately and it took a long time until I found my bearings and got to the street I knew.
I got lost in a town that I had only been in once before (many years ago). It had a lot of one-way streets I had gotten turned around completely. I was with my friend's kids and I freaked out. Finally, I saw a street name that sounded familiar so I followed that until I came to another street that was familiar. After about 15-20 minutes, I finally reached the freeway and headed back to their house again.
Now, when I get lost, I think of it as a fun little jaunt instead of getting freaked out.
I was going to my friends and there was a detour due to road work and I had to take an alternate exit. I wasn't familiar with the area and had to use Google Maps to get back on the highway.
When I was six,I was separated from my family in NYC - I stood in front of a shop, waiting for someone to come back for me. It seemed like forever, but was actually less than five minutes.
I haven't been lost but when my parents were in Alaska my mom went in a mall and my dad waited in the RV.When she came out she couldn't find my dad.A police officer found her and explained she must have came out the wrong door.He took her back in and found the right exit.He was so nice he stayed with her and helped her find my dad.
I haven't ever been lost because I am pretty good at following people ;)
The last time I got lost was in a huge hospital. I wandered around for what seemed like a long time before asking someone for help.
Just yesterday my daughter and I visited a large Botanic Garden. We each wandered off in a different direction. Took a while to find each other.
The high school in the system where I teach has such an odd design. It's almost like spokes in a wheel. If you don't know which spoke you're looking for, it's quite easy to get turned around. I get lost every time we have an inservice there.
I get lost every time I go to a different Walmart, most of them have a different lay out. My husband thinks it's so funny.
I have to pay particular attention to which door I enter the mall by or I will think my car has been stolen when I exit the door door into the parking lot.
I got separated from my mom at a mall when I was five years old or so. I walked out of the store because I didn’t like the way it smelled and got lost in the mall. I got really scared and so did my mom. Luckily mall security helped me locate my mom.
During my first trip to New York, I was my own tour guide, so I walked around and explored the city. I had no idea where I was going, but I kept walking. Eventually, I was approaching signs that said I was near Brooklyn. I was staying in Chelsea and I'd realized I walked from there, almost to Brooklyn. Afterward, I turned around, only to end up getting lost in Greenwich Village. It was still nice to see the brownstones, however, so everything turned out okay. I'd do it, again.
We were at a big concert in Nashville and came out and couldn't find our car. We thought we knew exactly where it was and looked and looked. We finally came to the conclusion that we would need to call the police. Just before we did call them we saw it sitting all by itself in the parking area. Just about everyone else had cleared out and we had to laugh. It wasn't where we thought it should be!!
Once I was on a travel tour and we were in Paris. A fellow traveler was with me and at a traffic light we got separated from another part of the group with the French speaking sponsor. Neither of us spoke or read French, so we were in a pickle. Somehow, finally, we reached the restaurant where we were to dine. The the tour group leader insisted I order my meal using the French language. I was very tired, very relieved to get to the right spot, and quite miffed that I had to order in French, since I was a non-French speaker.
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I remember back in the day before cell phones were everywhere when I was in a store and couldn’t find my hubby so had to go have him paged to the front. Now I just call him because we get separated in stores all the time.😂
I went shopping by myself last winter and while I was in the store it came up a really bad snowstorm. When I was leaving to go to my car, I couldn’t find it! I wasn’t lost but my car was! It was storming so bad I had to keep going back in the store due to visibility. 4 times I actuallly had to go back in. I was starting to get really scared and thought someone had stole it and didn’t know how I would get back home. Very scarey. Made me think, this is how Alzheimer’s patients must feel sometimes!
When our son was very young he hid from us in a dept. store luckily it was a small store& he hadn’t drifted far but for those few moments I felt panic& was hysterical,My sons an adult& I still can remember that day,
When my son was around 6 or 7 years old we were at a festival called Summerfest in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, our son wandered off & we were frantic. We kept looking all over & couldn't find him & then we went to a first aid office & told them what was going on & somehow my son found that place & they told us they had him, needless to say we were overjoyed. Thanks for the chance at this amazing giveaway.
My husband and I always seem to loose each other at the store.
I got lost after visiting a friend in the city and couldn't find my way back. Of course, this was before smart phones and navigation systems!
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