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The Lauras / Sara Taylor.

By: Material type: TextTextPublication details: London : Windmill Books, 2017.Description: 298 pages ; 20 cmISBN:
  • 9780099510642 (pbk.) :
Subject(s): Genre/Form: DDC classification:
  • 813.6 23
LOC classification:
  • PS3620.A968
Summary: I didn't realise my mother was a person until I was 13 years old and she pulled me out of bed, put me in the back of her car, and we left home and my dad with no explanations. I thought that Ma was all that she was and all that she had ever wanted to be. I was wrong. As we made our way from Virginia to California, returning to the places where she'd lived as a child in foster care and as a teenager on the run, repaying debts and keeping promises, I learned who she was in her life-before-me and the secrets she had kept - even from herself. But when life on the road began to feel normal I couldn't forget the home we'd left behind, couldn't deny that, just like my mother, I too had unfinished business.
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Fiction The Harden Library, King's Hospital Fiction Section F TAY (Browse shelf(Opens below)) Available R16613F0499

Originally published: London: William Heinemann, 2016.

I didn't realise my mother was a person until I was 13 years old and she pulled me out of bed, put me in the back of her car, and we left home and my dad with no explanations. I thought that Ma was all that she was and all that she had ever wanted to be. I was wrong. As we made our way from Virginia to California, returning to the places where she'd lived as a child in foster care and as a teenager on the run, repaying debts and keeping promises, I learned who she was in her life-before-me and the secrets she had kept - even from herself. But when life on the road began to feel normal I couldn't forget the home we'd left behind, couldn't deny that, just like my mother, I too had unfinished business.

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