The Secret Language of Sisters (Audio) by Luanne RiceThe Secret Language of Sisters (Audio) by Luanne Rice

The Secret Language of Sisters (Audio)

byLuanne Rice

Audio Book (CD) | February 23, 2016

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A gorgeous, unputdownable story of love, hope, and redemption.

When Ruth Ann (Roo) McCabe responds to a text message while she's driving, her life as she knows it ends. The car flips, and Roo winds up in a hospital bed, paralyzed. Silent. Everyone thinks she's in a coma, but Roo has locked-in syndrome - she can see and hear and understand everything around her, but no one knows it. She's trapped inside her own body, screaming to be heard.

Mathilda (Tilly) is Roo's sister and best friend. She was the one who texted Roo and inadvertently caused the accident. Now, Tilly must grapple with her overwhelming guilt and her growing feelings for Roo's boyfriend, Newton - the only other person who seems to get what Tilly is going through.

But Tilly might be the only person who can solve the mystery of her sister's condition - who can see through Roo's silence to the truth underneath.

Somehow, through medicine or miracles, will both sisters find a way to heal?

Luanne Rice is the New York Times bestselling author of several novels for adults. There are more than twenty-two million copies of her books in print across the world, and five of her novels have been adapted into TV movies and miniseries. The Secret Language of Sisters is her YA debut. Luanne divides her time between New York City, C...
Title:The Secret Language of Sisters (Audio)Format:Audio Book (CD)Dimensions:5.96 × 5.09 × 1.13 inPublished:February 23, 2016Publisher:SCHOLASTIC INCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0545910870

ISBN - 13:9780545910873


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From The Secret Language of SistersPlenty of time, slowing more, thirty miles an hour, and I hit the numeral 5, and I look down directly at my phone to quickly type the next part: mins away. And I hit send just in time to look up and see that I have veered off the road onto the shoulder, where an old woman is walking her dog in the shadows, and I am going to hit them.I see it all: she is wearing a black coat, and she has gray hair and glasses, and I don't know her name but I have seen her in the grocery store, and her dog is a Labrador retriever with a red collar and has darted after a blur that might be a squirrel, and the woman's eyes are wide open and so is her mouth, I can read her lips, Oh NO! And I have dropped the phone and I am yanking the wheel left as hard and fast as I can. The car turns, the bumper misses the lady by an inch, no more, and I feel a thud and my heart sickens because I know I have hit the dog.I scream out, and I would do anything if I could turn back time just eleven seconds, just thirteen seconds, to save the poor dog, and the car spins around so fast, one circle then another, and I remember my father saying steer into the skid, which makes no sense, especially because now the car is somersaulting down the bank, the windows are smashing and glass is flying, just trying to breathe I gulp a piece of it down and have time to wonder if it will cut my insides, shred my throat and stomach, when the car lands in a place no car should ever land, nose down, on its roof, in the frozen creek.I am hanging by my seat belt, I look around, and everything is quiet except the sound of rushing water. Only the stream is solid ice, it isn't moving at all. The only liquid is the hot river of my blood, and then the world goes away.