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Narrated by the most compelling voice since Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time, this is a quirky and original voyage of self-discovery triggered by a lost urn of ashes. The mini cab office was up a cobbled mews with little flat houses either side. That's where I first met Violet Park, what was left of her. There was a healing centre next door, a pretty smart name for a place with a battered brown door and no proper door handle and stuck-on wooden numbers in the shape of clowns. The 3 of number 13 was a w stuck on sideways and I thought it was kind of sad and I liked it at the same time. Sixteen-year-old Lucas Swain becomes intrigued by the urn of ashes left in a cab office. Convinced that its occupant -- Violet Park -- is communicating with him, he contrives to gain possession of the urn, little realising that his quest will take him on a voyage of self-discovery and identity, forcing him to finally confront what happened to his absent (and possibly dead) father!
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Ma rencontre avec Violet Park, Jenny Valentine, Diane Ménard
- Langue
- Année de publication
- 2010
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- (souple),
- État du livre
- Abîmé
- Prix
- 1,61 €
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- Titre
- Ma rencontre avec Violet Park
- Langue
- Français
- Auteurs
- Jenny Valentine, Diane Ménard
- Éditeur
- EDL
- Publié
- 2010
- Format
- souple
- Pages
- 238
- ISBN10
- 2211092225
- ISBN13
- 9782211092227
- Séries
- Mots clés
- Fiction, Polars & Thrillers, Young Adult, Polars, Humour, Amour, Famille, Littérature contemporaine, Mort, Histoires de vie, Grande-Bretagne, Maturation, Londres, Destin, Frères et sœurs, Solitude
- Titre original
- Finding Violet Park
- Évaluation
- 3,65 sur 5
- Description
- Narrated by the most compelling voice since Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time, this is a quirky and original voyage of self-discovery triggered by a lost urn of ashes. The mini cab office was up a cobbled mews with little flat houses either side. That's where I first met Violet Park, what was left of her. There was a healing centre next door, a pretty smart name for a place with a battered brown door and no proper door handle and stuck-on wooden numbers in the shape of clowns. The 3 of number 13 was a w stuck on sideways and I thought it was kind of sad and I liked it at the same time. Sixteen-year-old Lucas Swain becomes intrigued by the urn of ashes left in a cab office. Convinced that its occupant -- Violet Park -- is communicating with him, he contrives to gain possession of the urn, little realising that his quest will take him on a voyage of self-discovery and identity, forcing him to finally confront what happened to his absent (and possibly dead) father!