The Great Alone
But five out of every one thousand Alaskans go missing every year. Just disappear. And most of the dreamers . . . well, they don’t make it past the first winter.
Kristin Hannah • The Great Alone
She clicked another picture, but no ink and paper could capture the grandeur of that mountain range.
Kristin Hannah • The Great Alone
The chasm between the girl Mama had been raised to be and the woman she had become seemed impossible to cross.
Kristin Hannah • The Great Alone
Mama flung open the dirty curtains and sunlight poured in, thick with dust motes.
Kristin Hannah • The Great Alone
Leni saw Mama softening, reshaping her needs to match his, imagining this new personality: Alaskan.
Kristin Hannah • The Great Alone
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Kristin Hannah • The Great Alone
Today she had glimpsed a world that lay beneath the surface of her own.
Kristin Hannah • The Great Alone
First and always was her hair. Long and untamed and red. And there was the milky skin that was standard issue with the hair, and freckles like red-pepper flakes across her nose.