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Leaving Time

A Novel

Throughout her blockbuster career, no. 1 internationally bestselling author Jodi Picoult has seamlessly blended nuanced characters, riveting plots, and rich prose, brilliantly creating stories that "not only provoke the mind but touch the flawed souls in all of us" (The Boston Globe). Now, in her highly anticipated new book, she has delivered her most affecting novel yet-and one unlike anything she's written before.

For more than a decade, Jenna Metcalf has never stopped thinking about her mother, Alice, who mysteriously disappeared in the wake of a tragic accident. Refusing to believe that she would be abandoned as a young child, Jenna searches for her mother regularly online and pores over the pages of Alice's old journals. A scientist who studied grief among elephants, Alice wrote mostly of her research among the animals she loved, yet Jenna hopes the entries will provide a clue to her mother's whereabouts.

Desperate to find the truth, Jenna enlists two unlikely allies in her quest. The first is Serenity Jones, a psychic who rose to fame finding missing persons-only to later doubt her gifts. The second is Virgil Stanhope, a jaded private detective who originally investigated Alice's case along with the strange, possibly linked death of one of her colleagues. As the three work together to uncover what happened to Alice, they realize that in asking hard questions, they'll have to face even harder answers.

As Jenna's memories dovetail with the events in her mother's journals, the story races to a mesmerizing finish. A deeply moving, gripping, and intelligent page-turner, Leaving Time is Jodi Picoult at the height of her powers.

Praise for Leaving Time

"Piercing and uplifting . . . a smart, accessible yarn with a suspenseful puzzle at its core."-The Boston Globe

"Poignant . . . an entertaining tale about parental love, friendship, loss."-The Washington Post

"A riveting drama."-Us Weekly

"[A] moving tale."-People

"A fast-paced, surprise-ending mystery."-USA Today

"In Jenna, [Jodi] Picoult has created an unforgettable character who will easily endear herself to each and every reader. . . . Leaving Time may be her finest work yet."-Bookreporter

"[A] captivating and emotional story."-BookPage

"With plenty of twists and a surprising ending, [Leaving Time] explores the grieving process and what happens when we cannot move on."-Woman's Day

"A moving and emotional story."-Pittsburgh Post-Gazette

"A truly engaging read . . . Full of the deep characters and multilayered story lines that have earned [Picoult] a spot in many readers' hearts."-Library Journal

"Delivers a powerhouse ending."-Booklist

"Memorable and poignant."-Publishers Weekly
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"Piercing and uplifting . . . a smart, accessible yarn with a suspenseful puzzle at its core."-The Boston Globe

"Poignant . . . an entertaining tale about parental love, friendship, loss."-The Washington Post

"A riveting drama."-Us Weekly

"[A] moving tale."-People

"A fast-paced, surprise-ending mystery."-USA Today

"In Jenna, [Jodi] Picoult has created an unforgettable character who will easily endear herself to each and every reader. . . . Leaving Time may be her finest work yet."-Bookreporter

"[A] captivating and emotional story."-BookPage

"With plenty of twists and a surprising ending, [Leaving Time] explores the grieving process and what happens when we cannot move on."-Woman's Day

"A moving and emotional story."-Pittsburgh Post-Gazette

"A truly engaging read . . . Full of the deep characters and multilayered story lines that have earned [Picoult] a spot in many readers' hearts."-Library Journal

"Delivers a powerhouse ending."-Booklist

"Memorable and poignant."-Publishers Weekly
Portrait
Jodi Picoult is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of twenty-five novels, including Small Great Things, Leaving Time, The Storyteller, Lone Wolf, Sing You Home, House Rules, Handle with Care, Change of Heart, Nineteen Minutes, and My Sister's Keeper. She is also the author, with daughter Samantha van Leer, of two young adult novels, Between the Lines and Off the Page. Picoult lives in New Hampshire with her husband and three children.
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  • Jenna

    Some people used to believe that there was an elephant graveyard--a place that sick and old elephants would travel to to die. They'd slip away from their herds and would lumber across the dusty landscape, like the titans we read about in seventh grade in Greek Mythology. Legend said the spot was in Saudi Arabia; that it was the source of a supernatural force; that it contained a book of spells to bring about world peace.
    Explorers who went in search of the graveyard would follow dying elephants for weeks, only to realize they'd been led in circles. Some of these voyagers disappeared completely. Some could not remember what they had seen, and not a single explorer who claimed to have found the graveyard could ever locate it again.
    Here's why: The elephant graveyard is a myth.
    True, researchers have found groups of elephants that died in the same vicinity, many over a short period of time. My mother, Alice, would have said there's a perfectly logical reason for a mass burial site: a group of elephants who died all at once due to lack of food or water; a slaughter by ivory hunters. It's even possible that the strong winds in Africa could blow a scattering of bones into a concentrated pile. Jenna, she would have told me, there's an explanation for everything you see.
    There is plenty of information about elephants and death that is not fable but instead cold, hard science. My mother would have been able to tell me that, too. We would have sat, shoulder to shoulder, beneath the massive oak where Maura liked to shade herself, watching the elephant pick up acorns with her trunk and pitch them. My mother would rate each toss like an Olympic judge. 8.5 . . . 7.9. Ooh! A perfect 10.
    Maybe I would have listened. But maybe, too, I would have just closed my eyes. Maybe I would have tried to memorize the smell of bug spray on my mother's skin, or the way she absentmindedly braided my hair, tying it off on the end with a stalk of green grass.
    Maybe the whole time I would have been wishing there really was an elephant graveyard, except not just for elephants. Because then I'd be able to find her.

    Alice

    When I was nine--before I grew up and became a scientist--I thought I knew everything, or at least I wanted to know everything, and in my mind there was no difference between the two. At that age, I was obsessed with animals. I knew that a group of tigers was called a streak. I knew that dolphins were carnivores. I knew that giraffes had four stomachs and that the leg muscles of a locust were a thousand times more powerful than the same weight of human muscle. I knew that white polar bears had black skin beneath their fur, and that jellyfish had no brains. I knew all these facts from the Time--Life monthly animal fact cards that I had received as a birthday gift from my pseudo-stepfather, who had moved out a year ago and now lived in San Francisco with his best friend, Frank, who my mother called "the other woman" when she thought I wasn't listening.
    Every month new cards arrived in the mail, and then one day, in October 1977, the best card of all arrived: the one about elephants. I cannot tell you why they were my favorite animals. Maybe it was my bedroom, with its green shag jungle carpet and the wallpaper border of cartoon pachyderms dancing across the walls. Maybe it was the fact that the first movie I'd ever seen, as a toddler, was Dumbo. Maybe it was because the silk lining inside my mother's fur coat, the one she had inherited from her own mother, was made from an Indian sari and printed with elephants.
    From that Time--Life card, I learned the basics about elephants. They were the largest land animals on the planet, sometimes weighing more than six tons. They ate three to four hundred pounds of food each day. They had the longest pregnancy of any land mammal--twenty--two months. They lived in breeding herds, led by a female matriarch, often the oldest member of the group. She
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Einband Taschenbuch
Seitenzahl 480
Erscheinungsdatum 01.06.2015
Sprache Englisch
ISBN 978-0-553-84137-4
Verlag Random House LCC US
Maße (L/B/H) 17.2/10.3/3 cm
Gewicht 238 g
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Mitreißend mit unerwartetem Twist am Ende
von FonderHeart am 22.12.2016

Wie alle Bücher von Jodi Picoult, ist auch das vorliegende erneut ein mitreißendes Exemplar, das ich innerhalb weniger Tage gelesen habe. Besonders überraschend war das Ende (no spoiler), da es aus meiner Sicht komplett unerwartet war. :-) wem ihre Bücher gefallen, wird auch dieses nicht beiseite legen können.