Elizabeth Is Missing by Emma HealeyElizabeth Is Missing by Emma Healey

Elizabeth Is Missing

byEmma Healey

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Meet Maud.

Maud is forgetful. She makes a cup of tea and doesn't remember to drink it. She goes to the shops and forgets why she went. Sometimes her home is unrecognizable--or her daughter Helen seems a total stranger.

But there's one thing Maud is sure of: her friend Elizabeth is missing. The note in her pocket tells her so. And no matter who tells her to stop going on about it, to leave it alone, to shut up, Maud will get to the bottom of it.

Because somewhere in Maud's damaged mind lies the answer to an unsolved seventy-year-old mystery. One everyone has forgotten about.

Everyone, except Maud . . .

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EMMA HEALEY grew up in London where she completed her first degree in bookbinding (learning how to put books together but not how to write them), which she followed with an MA in Creative Writing at the University of East Anglia in 2011. Elizabeth Is Missing is her first novel.
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Elizabeth is zoek: Hoe los je een misdaad op als je de feiten vergeet?
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Title:Elizabeth Is MissingFormat:PaperbackDimensions:288 pages, 7.97 × 5.19 × 0.76 inPublished:June 2, 2015Publisher:Knopf CanadaLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0345808312

ISBN - 13:9780345808318

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Prologue‘Maud? Was I boring you so much that you’d rather stand outside in the dark?’A woman calls to me from the warm light of a cluttered dining room. My breath curls towards her, wet and ghostly, but no words follow. The snow, sparse but bright on the ground, reflects the light on to her face, which is drawn tight in an attempt to see. I know, though, that she can’t see very well, even in the daylight.‘Come inside,’ she says. ‘It’s freezing. I promise I won’t say another word about frogs and snails and majolica ware.’‘I wasn’t bored,’ I say, realizing too late that she’s joking. ‘I’ll be there in a minute. I’m just looking for something.’ In my hand is the thing I’ve already found, still clotted with mud. A small thing, easily missed. The broken lid of an old compact, its silver tarnished, its navy-blue enamel no longer glassy but scratched and dull. The mildewed mirror is like a window on a faded world, like a porthole looking out under the ocean. It makes me squirm with memories.‘What have you lost?’ The woman steps, precarious and trembling, out on to the patio. ‘Can I help? I might not be able to see it, but I can probably manage to trip over it if it’s not toowell hidden.’I smile, but I don’t move from the grass. Snow has collected on the ridges of a shoeprint and it looks like a tiny dinosaur fossil freshly uncovered. I clutch at the compact lid in my hand, soil tightening my skin as it dries. I’ve missed this tiny thing for nearly seventy years. And now the earth, made sludgy and chewable with the melting snow, has spat out a relic. Spat itinto my hand. But where from? That’s what I can’t discover. Where did it lie before it became the gristle in the earth’s meal?An ancient noise, like a fox bark, makes an attempt at the edges of my brain. ‘Elizabeth?’ I ask. ‘Did you ever grow marrows?’

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Praise for Elizabeth Is Missing:"Spellbinding." The New York Times"Engaging and beautifully written.... Elizabeth Is Missing not only introduces, in Maud, an unforgettable and poignant character, but it also heralds, in Healey, a new talent with a remarkable knack for observation and an ear for dialogue." Toronto Star"A page turner; clever, well-written and full of insight." The London Free Press"A compelling work that crosses literary genres.... Bold, touching and hugely memorable." The Sunday Times