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Fly Away

byKristin Hannah

Paperback | March 25, 2014

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Once, a long time ago, I walked down a night-darkened road called Firefly Lane, all alone, on the worst night of my life, and I found a kindred spirit. That was our beginning. More than thirty years ago. TullyandKate. You and me against the world. Best friends forever. But stories end, don't they? You lose the people you love and you have to find a way to go on. . . .

Tully Hart has always been larger than life, a woman fueled by big dreams and driven by memories of a painful past. She thinks she can overcome anything until her best friend, Kate Ryan, dies. Tully tries to fulfill her deathbed promise to Kate---to be there for Kate's children---but Tully knows nothing about family or motherhood or taking care of people.

Sixteen-year-old Marah Ryan is devastated by her mother's death. Her father, Johnny, strives to hold the family together, but even with his best efforts, Marah becomes unreachable in her grief. Nothing and no one seems to matter to her . . . until she falls in love with a young man who makes her smile again and leads her into his dangerous, shadowy world.

Dorothy Hart---the woman who once called herself Cloud---is at the center of Tully's tragic past. She repeatedly abandoned her daughter, Tully, as a child, but now she comes back, drawn to her daughter's side at a time when Tully is most alone. At long last, Dorothy must face her darkest fear: Only by revealing the ugly secrets of her past can she hope to become the mother her daughter needs.

A single, tragic choice and a middle-of-the-night phone call will bring these women together and set them on a poignant, powerful journey of redemption. Each has lost her way, and they will need each one another---and maybe a miracle---to transform their lives.

An emotionally complex, heart-wrenching novel about love, motherhood, loss, and new beginnings, Fly Away reminds us that where there is life, there is hope, and where there is love, there is forgiveness. Told with her trademark powerful storytelling and illuminating prose, Kristin Hannah reveals why she is one of the most beloved writers of our day.

KRISTIN HANNAH is the New York Times bestselling author of twenty-one novels, including Firefly Lane and Night Road. A former lawyer turned writer, she is the mother of one son and lives with her husband in the Pacific Northwest and Hawaii.
Title:Fly AwayFormat:PaperbackDimensions:432 pages, 8.2 × 5.46 × 1.13 inPublished:March 25, 2014Publisher:St. Martin's PressLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:1250031818

ISBN - 13:9781250031815

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Rated 4 out of 5 by from Love I loved this book. It really pulls on the heartstrings. I became extremely emotionally invested in the characters. I don't usually cry when I read books, but this book managed to make me cry.
Date published: 2017-07-05
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Good read I always enjoy Hannah's writing. It's easy going, and she tells interesting stories with well-drawn and compelling characters. Recommend.
Date published: 2017-03-18
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Story of enduring friendship This book was an emotional roller coaster filled with pain and healing. Throughout the book, I was unravelling the moments that led to the tragedy that the book was centred upon. The last hundred or so pages of this novel begun the healing process for many of the characters in the novel. It is a beautifully painful story of enduring love and friendship. It touches upon the ties we have to others in our life, especially friends and family. And it shows how these ties can seemingly be broken, yet, when given the chance, can heal and endure. Truly a beautiful story
Date published: 2017-03-08
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Enchanting & Heartbreaking After reading Firefly Lane I had to read this and even though I spent most of the book reading through my tears it was such a pleasure to read on and follow the story of these two characters. Not quite as good of a story as it's predecessor but still a very worthy read.
Date published: 2017-02-21
Rated 4 out of 5 by from life love friendship This story illustrates well the complexities of life and love and friendship and how it can affect people over a lifetime. It is also a study of loss and how this can have a profound effect on one's life choices. Also a story of redemption, it shows the strength and courage that can come under the most difficult circumstances, and despite time, things can be healed again. Very emotional and evocative story with realistic characters who struggle to survive in this difficult life.
Date published: 2016-11-27
Rated 2 out of 5 by from If you read Firefly Lane, this is a must read. As always, the second book is never as good as the first. When you are so invested in the characters from Firefly Lane you need to just push through and see what happens to them in Fly Away. It is slow to start, and hard to get into because the characters are so unlikeable considering the circumstances of the last book. Fight through it, it is worth it in the end.
Date published: 2016-11-14
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Fly Away It was good but not as good as her recent novel The Nightingale which was outstanding and made me choose another one of her books to read
Date published: 2015-04-12
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Firefly Lane Girls is my #1 fave! This is #2! Must read after Firefly Lane Girls Wonderful story of friendship & life lessons. Forgiveness family & love.
Date published: 2015-03-19
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Awesome book This story continues where Firefly Lane left off. It will have you crying, cheering and wanting more.
Date published: 2015-02-06
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Emotionally fulfilling and draining the same time. Once you read "Firefly Lane", this is a must. Anyone who has gone through a major loss will recognize the highs and lows that follow the shock and initial grief. "Sometimes it hurts worse to be comforted than to be left alone"..truer worlds were never written.
Date published: 2014-05-10
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Fly Away - what a great read! This sequel to Kristin Hannah's Firefly Lane was so good! It has given me hope, and has taught me to love freely and to always remember the ones who have gone on before us.
Date published: 2014-04-28
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Fly away This was a wonderful book of forgiving✴
Date published: 2013-12-14
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Fly Away I loved it!
Date published: 2013-10-03
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Fly Away I loved it!
Date published: 2013-10-03
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Loved it! I loved the characters! I loved "Firefly Lane" and " Fly Away" finished the whole story. At the end of " Firefly Lane" I felt the story needed to continue- so many things that had not been discussed or feelings expressed. " Fly Away" did that! Kristin Hannah touches my heart with her story telling!
Date published: 2013-09-16
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Fly Away Firefly Lane was the first Kristin Hannah book that I read and I absolutely loved it. Was excited to see this sequel, but it wasn't quite what I expected. A little disappointing.
Date published: 2013-07-06
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Awesome Very glad to have a good read!! Great sequel.
Date published: 2013-06-14
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Emotional from start to finish This book really gave me a stomach muscle workout, it was just to emotional, depressing, I cried more than if I were at a funeral of a very close family member.
Date published: 2013-05-08

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 One September 2, 201010:14 P.M.She felt a little woozy. It was nice, like being wrapped in a warm-from-the-dryer blanket. But when she came to, and saw where she was, it wasn’t so nice.She was sitting in a restroom stall, slumped over, with tears drying on her cheeks. How long had she been here? She got slowly to her feet and left the bathroom, pushing her way through the theater’s crowded lobby, ignoring the judgmental looks cast her way by the beautiful people drinking champagne beneath a glittering nineteenth century chandelier. The movie must be over.Outside, she kicked her ridiculous patent leather pumps into the shadows. In her expensive black nylons, she walked in the spitting rain down the dirty Seattle sidewalk toward home. It was only ten blocks or so. She could make it, and she’d never find a cab this time of night anyway.As she approached Virginia Street, a bright pink MARTINI BAR sign caught her attention. A few people were clustered together outside the front door, smoking and talking beneath a protective overhang.Even as she vowed to pass by, she found herself turning, reaching for the door, going inside. She slipped into the dark, crowded interior and headed straight for the long mahogany bar.“What can I get for you?” asked a thin, artsy-looking man with hair the color of a tangerine and more hardware on his face than Sears carried in the nuts-and-bolts aisle.“Tequila straight shot,” she said.She drank the first shot and ordered another. The loud music comforted her. She drank the straight shot and swayed to the beat. All around her people were talking and laughing. It felt a little like she was a part of all that activity.A man in an expensive Italian suit sidled up beside her. He was tall and obviously fit, with blond hair that had been carefully cut and styled. Banker, probably, or corporate lawyer. Too young for her, of course. He couldn’t be much past thirty-five. How long was he there, trolling for a date, looking for the best-looking woman in the room? One drink, two?Finally, he turned to her. She could tell by the look in his eyes that he knew who she was, and that small recognition seduced her. “Can I buy you a drink?”“I don’t know. Can you?” Was she slurring her words? That wasn’t good. And she couldn’t think clearly.His gaze moved from her face, down to her breasts, and then back to her face. It was a look that stripped past any pretense. “I’d say a drink at the very least.”“I don’t usually pick up strangers,” she lied. Lately, there were only strangers in her life. Everyone else, everyone who mattered, had forgotten about her. She could really feel that Xanax kicking in now, or was it the tequila?He touched her chin, a jawline caress that made her shiver. There was a boldness in touching her; no one did that anymore. “I’m Troy,” he said.She looked up into his blue eyes and felt the weight of her loneliness. When was the last time a man had wanted her?“I’m Tully Hart,” she said.“I know.”He kissed her. He tasted sweet, of some kind of liquor, and of cigarettes. Or maybe pot. She wanted to lose herself in pure physical sensation, to dissolve like a bit of candy.She wanted to forget everything that had gone wrong with her life, and how it was that she’d ended up in a place like this, alone in a sea of strangers.“Kiss me again,” she said, hating the pathetic pleading she heard in her voice. It was how she’d sounded as a child, back when she’d been a little girl with her nose pressed to the window, waiting for her mother to return. What’s wrong with me? that little girl had asked anyone who would listen, but there had never been an answer. Tully reached out for him, pulling him close, but even as he kissed her and pressed his body into hers, she felt herself starting to cry, and when her tears started, there was no way to hold them back.September 3, 20102:01 A.M.Tully was the last person to leave the bar. The doors banged shut behind her; the neon sign hissed and clicked off. It was past two now; the Seattle streets were empty. Hushed.As she made her way down the slick sidewalk, she was unsteady. A man had kissed her—a stranger—and she’d started to cry.Pathetic. No wonder he’d backed away.Rain pelted her, almost overwhelmed her. She thought about stopping, tilting her head back, and drinking it in until she drowned.That wouldn’t be so bad.It seemed to take hours to get home. At her condominium building, she pushed past the doorman without making eye contact.In the elevator, she saw herself in the wall of mirrors.Oh, God.She looked terrible. Her auburn hair—in need of coloring—was a bird’s nest, and mascara ran like war paint down her cheeks.The elevator doors opened and she stepped out into the hallway. Her balance was so off it took forever to get to her door, and four tries to get her key into the lock. By the time she opened the door, she was dizzy and her headache had come back.Somewhere between the dining room and the living room, she banged into a side table and almost fell. Only a last-minute Hail Mary grab for the sofa saved her. She sank onto the thick, down-filled white cushion with a sigh. The table in front of her was piled high with mail. Bills and magazines.She slumped back and closed her eyes, thinking what a mess her life had become.“Damn you, Katie Ryan,” she whispered to the best friend who wasn’t there. This loneliness was unbearable. But her best friend was gone. Dead. That was what had started all of it. Losing Kate. How pitiful was that? Tully had begun to plummet at her best friend’s death and she hadn’t been able to pull out of the dive. “I need you.” Then she screamed it: “I need you!”Silence.She let her head fall forward. Did she fall asleep? Maybe … When she opened her eyes again, she stared, bleary-eyed, at the pile of mail on her coffee table. Junk mail, mostly; catalogs and magazines she didn’t bother to read anymore. She started to look away, but a picture snagged her attention.She frowned and leaned forward, pushing the mail aside to reveal a Star magazine that lay beneath the pile. There was a small photograph of her face in the upper right corner. Not a good picture, either. Not one to be proud of. Beneath it was written a single, terrible word.Addict.She grabbed the magazine in unsteady hands, opened it. Pages fanned one past another until there it was: her picture again.It was a small story; not even a full page.THE REAL STORY BEHIND THE RUMORSAging isn’t easy for any woman in the public eye, but it may be proving especially difficult for Tully Hart, the ex-star of the once-phenom talk show The Girlfriend Hour. Ms. Hart’s goddaughter, Marah Ryan, contacted Star exclusively. Ms. Ryan, 20, confirms that the fifty-year-old Hart has been struggling lately with demons that she’s had all her life. In recent months, Hart has “gained an alarming amount of weight” and been abusing drugs and alcohol, according to Ms. Ryan … “Oh, my God…”Marah.The betrayal hurt so badly she couldn’t breathe. She read the rest of the story and then let the magazine fall from her hands.The pain she’d been holding at bay for months, years, roared to life, sucking her into the bleakest, loneliest place she’d ever been. For the first time, she couldn’t even imagine crawling out of this pit.She staggered to her feet, her vision blurred by tears, and reached for her car keys.She couldn't live like this anymore.Copyright © 2013 by Kristin Hannah

Bookclub Guide

A Note from Kristin Hannah In a lot of ways, Firefly Lane is the book that changed my career. Before it, I had already written eighteen novels, and really, I thought I knew who I was as a novelist. Then along came Tully and Kate. Following their story changed the way I saw my work. For the first time, I wrote a novel that spanned decades and touched on popular culture and delved into the relationship between best friends. The only viewpoints in the novel were the women's. Sure, there was a love story in Firefly Lane, but that was secondary. The real heart of Firefly Lane was the friendship between the women. The story incorporated a huge amount of my own life and my own history. It took me several years to write the novel. When I finally finished, I was honestly exhausted. But I always knew there was more to the story. It's the first and only time I've ever felt that way after finishing a novel. Usually, when I come to the final edit, I am ready to let the characters go into their happy-endings world. Firefly Lane was different. Tully and Cloud, in particular, haunted my thoughts, tugged at me. I couldn't quite let them go, even when I went on to write other novels. One day, I just knew it was time to go back to Firefly Lane and check in. You'd think it would be easy to step back into a world you'd created, but it was surprisingly difficult to find my way back to this story and these characters. I should have seen the troubles coming. We all know how tough it can be to come home after years away, and that's what I found when I began Fly Away. There were too many stories to tell, too many ways for the characters' lives to go. It really threw me off my game. I tried draft after draft, story after story. I wrote so many versions of Tully and Cloud and Marah and Johnny that my head couldn't hold them all. I felt lost in the forest of too many choices. Every road I chose ended up leading me in the wrong direction. And then I realized what was missing: Kate. I simply couldn't write about these characters without Kate. In her life, she had been the glue that held them all together; without her, there was no way I could revisit her world. Of course, that presented a bit of a problem, since she died in Firefly Lane. Fortunately, I am a spiritual person and I believe in much more than what I can see. So, once I realized what was wrong, I knew how to fix it. Even if it was a little . . . unorthodox, even if it asked my readers to accompany me on an extraordinary journey. In that moment, Fly Away took shape in my mind. It became a novel about what happens when the one person who matters to you-the person who holds a whole family together-is lost. The funny thing is that I should have known it all along. After all, I wrote Firefly Lane as a tribute to my mom, who died of breast cancer when I was young. In Kate, I found a way to remember my mom. So, of course, I should have known that the sequel was about how you go on when the one you love is lost. When I found that theme, and the structure that accompanied it, I was able to do what I really wanted to do: write an emotionally powerful novel about familiar characters that stands on its own as opposed to a pure sequel. I don't think you have to read Firefly Lane first, but if you do, I think Fly Away is that much richer and more compelling. Ideas for Book GroupsI truly believe in book groups. What's better than busy women taking an evening-or an afternoon-to gather together and talk about life and love and family ... and books? What's not to love about this? For your Fly Away meeting, here are a few suggestions to liven up the discussion: It all started with Firefly Lane and friendship, so how about everyone brings a photo of their best friend and talks about how they met? How about a little seventies or eighties style? Maybe each of you can dress in the style of your youth. For me, it was bell bottoms and tie-dye and banana clips and shoulder pads. What were you wearing when you met your best friend? How about the food? I think it would be fun to bring appetizers from Dorothy's youth. You can find all sorts of recipes on appetizers from the fifties. Vienna sausages anyone? Onion soup and sour cream dip with potato chips? Let your creativity soar! Or maybe you'd rather bring something your mom made that you haven't had in years.... Enjoy!!! And please note: In recent years, I've been able to "talk" to book groups via speakerphone during their meetings. What a blast! For so long, I wrote books and never really met anyone who had read them. It is such a joy to talk to women from all over the country. We talk about anything and everything-my books, other books, best friends, kids, sisters. You name it, we'll discuss it. So if you belong to a book group and you've chosen Fly Away as your pick, please come on over to the Web site and set up a conversation with me. I can't promise to fulfill all the requests, but I will certainly do my best. And don't forget to join me on my blog and/or Facebook. I love talking to readers. The more the merrier! Thanks!