All She Ever Wanted

All She Ever Wanted

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by Lynn Austin
     
 

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All She Ever Wanted is the emotion-packed story of three generations of women: Kathleen, her mother, Eleanor, and her grandmother, Fiona. Each woman left home to escape her family's past and to start a new life. Kathleen has been estranged from her family for 35 years, and she is torn between the need to forgive and the urge to forget. Hoping to find answers that will

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All She Ever Wanted is the emotion-packed story of three generations of women: Kathleen, her mother, Eleanor, and her grandmother, Fiona. Each woman left home to escape her family's past and to start a new life. Kathleen has been estranged from her family for 35 years, and she is torn between the need to forgive and the urge to forget. Hoping to find answers that will patch the wounds of her tattered heart and salvage her relationship with her daughter, Kathleen embarks on a journey into her family's mysterious past.

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Andrea Burns
"[A] brilliant novel about love, forgiveness, suffering, and the importance of resisting the temptation to run away when things get tough. A bit of mystery is added to the plot to make it even more enjoyable. Not only is this book great entertainment, it also benefits the reader spiritually. The stories of these women reveal the need to trust in Jesus throughout life. This novel is perfect for women who have seen hard times and for mothers and daughters, especially those who struggle in their relationships together, but I recommend it to anyone."
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Marty Medley
"All She Ever Wanted is the first book that I have read by Lynn Austin, but I will go back and read her previous releases. I found her style to be an easy read--her story is compelling and draws me into her characters. Her message about understanding and forgiveness makes me to consider my own life"
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Publishers Weekly
One of Christian fiction's favorite authors pens an engaging story about family secrets that begins powerfully, but eventually loses steam. Kathleen Seymour's carefully constructed world starts to collapse when her teenage daughter, Joelle, is caught shoplifting and a row with her boss leaves Kathleen unemployed. After a few sessions with a therapist, Kathleen tries reconnecting with her daughter by taking her to a party hosted by the estranged family members Kathleen left years ago. Through multiple points of view and rich, detailed flashbacks to previous generations, Austin convincingly illustrates how shame and bad choices can affect families for years. The fairy-tale ending is less convincing, as it's replete with former delinquents spouting pat phrases; it's also implausible that painful relationships between family members are easily repaired with a single trip back home. But the three-time Christy Award winner offers the surprising plot twists and fresh language that keep her fans coming back to the bookstores for each new novel. (Oct.) Copyright 2005 Reed Business Information.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781441202758
Publisher:
Baker Publishing Group
Publication date:
10/01/2005
Sold by:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
400
Sales rank:
2,908
File size:
1 MB

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All She Ever Wanted



By Lynn Austin


Bethany House Publishers


Copyright © 2005

Lynn Austin

All right reserved.

ISBN: 0-7642-2889-7



Chapter One


Bethesda, Maryland

This wouldn't be the first time Kathleen Seymour
left home and never returned. But after the day
she'd had, she was sorely tempted to pack all her
clothes, climb into her Lexus, and drive as far
away as a tank of gas would take her. Judging by
what little she knew of her ancestors, it was
almost a family tradition to leave home when
things got rough and start life all over again in
a new town. In fact, if the bigwigs who ran the
federal Witness Protection Program wanted a few
pointers on creating a new identity in a new
location, they could consult Kathleen's family.
They were experts.

"I'm leaving home and never coming back!" Her
sixteen-year-old daughter, Joelle, yelled, echoing
Kathleen's thoughts. Joelle stomped dramatically
up the stairs to her bedroom, but the thick
carpeting muffled the impact of her tantrum.

"Don't bother!" Kathleen called up to her. "I'll
leave first!"

Joelle slammed her bedroom door in reply, rattling
the teacups on the dining room shelf below her
room.

"You know, I've had about all I can take, Joelle,"
Kathleen shouted, then clapped her hand over her
mouth. She'd used the same phrase, in the same
tone of voice, that her own mother had always
used. When had Kathleen turned into her mother?

She sank down at the kitchen table, her legs too
unsteady to hold her any longer. They had begun to
tremble during the confrontation with her boss a
few hours ago and had barely been strong enough to
carry her out to the parking lot as she'd stormed
from her office building. It was a good thing that
she'd been sitting down in her car, removing her
high heels, when the police called on her cell
phone. She might have collapsed on the spot.

"Mrs. Seymour? This is Officer Marks of the city
police department. We have your daughter, Joelle
Marie Seymour ... in custody...."

Kathleen couldn't remember much after that.
Somehow she'd driven to the mall, found the
security office, and sweated through an agonizing
meeting with Officer Marks and the undercover cop
who had caught Joelle shoplifting a seven-dollar
tube of lipstick from the cosmetics counter. It
had seemed like a bad dream, especially Joelle's
reaction to it all. She had shown no remorse as
she'd slouched in the chair with her arms folded,
refusing to make eye contact and coolly swinging
her foot-beautiful Joelle, with the
cinnamon-colored hair that reminded Kathleen so
much of her own father's. But the last thing
Kathleen needed in this situation was to be
reminded of her father.

Thankfully, she was able to persuade the store
manager not to press charges since it was Joelle's
first offense, but she would be banned from
shopping at the mall for one year and a second
offense would earn her a trip to the police
station and a juvenile record. Kathleen had
practically kissed Officer Marks on both cheeks.

"Where are your friends?" Kathleen asked Joelle
when the police finally allowed them to leave.
"Didn't you come to the mall with Colleen and
Stacey?"

Joelle shrugged. "They ditched me when I got
caught."

"Some friends."

"Can you drop me off at Colleen's house?" Joelle
asked when they reached the car.

Kathleen stared at her in disbelief. "Are you out
of your mind?"

Joelle sank into the passenger's seat and slammed
the door, ignoring her seat belt and the annoying
ping of the warning bell. When she reached to
crank up the volume on the car radio, Kathleen
shoved aside her hand.

"Leave that off-and put your seat belt on!"

"Like you care what happens to me!"

Kathleen felt herself losing control. She started
the engine and pulled out of the mall parking lot,
tires squealing. "Why would you do such a stupid
thing, Joelle? What were you thinking? I give you
fifty dollars a week for your allowance-what
would possess you to steal a seven-dollar
lipstick?"

Joelle shrugged. "It's no big deal. They let me
go."

After that the ride home degenerated into a
screaming match, ending with Joelle's threat to
leave home and never return. Kathleen had made the
very same threat-how many years ago? But she had
followed through on it.

Kathleen's hands were still trembling as she
reached across the kitchen table for the portable
phone to call her husband. Thankfully, she got
Mike himself instead of his voice mail. "What's
up, Kath?"

"You need to come home," she said, her voice
breaking.

"Can you tell me more than that? I'm kinda busy-"

"Joelle was arrested for shoplifting." Her tears
started to fall then, tears of rage and
incomprehension and grief. At first she made no
sound as they trickled down her face, but when she
glanced up at the refrigerator door and saw the
note reminding her that Joelle needed to bring a
snack to the youth group meeting at church
tonight, she began to sob.

"I'll be right home," Mike said quietly.

He arrived in time to stop Joelle as she dragged
her backpack and an overstuffed suitcase down the
stairs. "I'm not letting you run away, sweetie,"
he soothed. "Let's go upstairs and talk about
this."

Kathleen wondered if Mike would have tried to stop
her if she'd been the one with the suitcase
instead of Joelle. She listened to their voices
drifting down from upstairs, envying the
relationship they had, aware that she had blown it
once again. She and Joelle fought just like
Kathleen and her own mother used to fight-maybe
more. Kathleen kept promising herself that she
would try harder to be a better, more caring
mother, but she didn't know how or where to begin.

She reached for the framed snapshot-taken last
winter on their skiing trip to Colorado-that she
kept on her desk in the kitchen. All three of them
were smiling as they squinted in the glare of
winter sun, their faces scrunched together in a
rare moment of bonding, a picture-perfect family.
Mike's habitual worry lines were relaxed into
smile lines, and his bristly, steel-gray hair was
hidden beneath a ski cap, making him look younger
than his fifty-eight years. Kathleen herself was
used to being told that she didn't look
fifty-four-thanks to regular workouts at the
health club and a creative hairdresser who kept
Kathleen's light-brown hair fashionably styled and
free from encroaching gray. She had been
thirty-eight when Joelle was born, after years of
medical procedures and countless prayers. She'd
vowed to stay young looking for her daughter's
sake, but today she felt like the wicked old crone
in a bad fairy tale.

In the photograph Joelle's reddish-brown hair was
a mass of natural curls, framing a face that still
held a child's softness and innocence, yet hinted
at the promise of womanly beauty and sensuality.
"Lord, help us," Kathleen breathed, closing her
eyes. Joelle was only sixteen and already in
trouble-God only knew what lay ahead.

"I've got her settled down," Mike said when he
came downstairs an hour later. He had loosened his
tie and rolled up the sleeves of his starched,
white shirt. "But I think you should go up and
talk to her. Let her know you still love her."

"I'm very, very angry with her right now,"
Kathleen said in a tight voice. She had finally
summoned the energy to push her chair away from
the table and start heating up leftovers in the
microwave for their supper-although the last
thing she felt like doing was eating. She hadn't
taken off her suit coat or her shoes and panty
hose, as if still toying with the idea of leaving
home.

"We've given her everything she could ever want,
Mike, yet she's so ungrateful. I longed for a life
like hers when I was her age. I can't believe
she'd toss it all away for a stupid tube of
lipstick. Why would she do such a dumb thing? We
give her an enormous allowance. She could buy a
dozen lipsticks."

"Maybe she's trying to get your attention."

His words felt like a slap in the face. "How dare
you say that to me? You're away from home for
weeks at a time! I'm the one who has always been
here for her!" She yanked her purse off the table,
fishing out her car keys as she headed for the
back door.

"Don't walk out, Kathleen. This is one problem
that you'd better not run away from."

She whirled to face him. "I'm not running
away-although I'll admit I'm tempted! I'm just
going outside for some air!"

He snatched the keys from her hands. "Don't get
behind the wheel. You're in no condition to
drive."

"Fine!"

She stalked down to the end of the block, then
back again, her high heels too painful to take her
any farther. The upscale neighborhood was quiet,
not at all the sort of place where children rode
their bikes or played stickball in the street on a
warm summer night. She didn't have to worry about
nosy neighbors overhearing her screaming match
with Joelle or wondering why she was stomping up
and down the street in her business suit. The
houses sat isolated from each other on their
half-acre lots, shielded behind bushes and trees,
all outside noises muffled by the whir of
air-conditioners and the hum of swimming-pool
filters.

Kathleen stopped at her mailbox on the way back to
the house and pulled out a wad of catalogues,
flyers, and junk mail. Finding a handwritten
letter among the junk was such a rare occurrence
these days that the lone envelope seemed to jump
out at her. She looked at the return address and
saw her sister's name and an address in Riverside,
New York, where they had grown up. Why was Annie
writing? Kathleen tore open the envelope.

Inside she found a gaudy invitation decorated with
balloons and party hats. It looked as though it
had come from a dollar store. She scanned the
details, then read them again to make sure she
hadn't misunderstood: Her sister was throwing a
party for their father. Please try to come, Kathy,
she had printed across the bottom. It would mean
so much to Daddy
.

"This is the last straw," Kathleen muttered. She
strode up the driveway and into the house, trying
not to picture her father's infectious grin,
trying not to remember the happiness she felt
every time he scooped her up in his freckled arms
and called her "my Kathy." Happy-go-lucky Daddy
with his cinnamon-colored hair. For all she knew,
he could be bald by now. After all, it had been
thirty-five years since she'd seen him.

But she couldn't go home-not now, not ever. Just
the thought of returning to Riverside made her
want to cover her head in shame. She would have to
drive past her old high school, where she'd spent
four years walking around with her head down,
hoping no one would notice her, hoping no one
would call her "Cootie Kathy" or, worse, "Kathy
the Commie." No, she'd run away once before and
would never go back ... least of all for her
father.

Kathleen threw the invitation into the trash can
beneath the sink and tossed the rest of the mail
onto the table in front of Mike. He was digging
into a plate of leftover Chinese takeout and
reading the Washington Post. "I'm going to bed,"
she told him. "I want to forget that today ever
happened."

"Hey, hey, wait a minute, Kath. Don't you want to
eat something, first?"

"I'm not hungry." She walked as far as the kitchen
door, then turned around to add, "By the way, I
had a fight with my boss this afternoon-before
the incident with Joelle. I walked out on him. I
think I might be unemployed."

She didn't wait for Mike's response but continued
upstairs to their master suite and took a long hot
shower. This was much worse than just a bad day.
Kathleen's carefully constructed life was falling
apart all around her, and she didn't know how to
fix it. She thought of the Bible character, Job,
who'd lamented that the thing he'd feared the most
had come upon him. Kathleen's greatest fear was
much the same as his: that everything she'd worked
for, everyone she loved, would be snatched away
from her.

She let her tears fall freely as she showered.
When she came out, Mike was sitting on their bed.
"I found this in the garbage," he said, waving the
balloon-covered invitation. "Did you mean to throw
it away?"

She exhaled. "I would have run it through a paper
shredder if we had one."

(Continues...)





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by Lynn Austin
Copyright © 2005 by Lynn Austin.
Excerpted by permission.
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Meet the Author

Lynn Austin is a former teacher who now writes and speaks full time. She has won three Christy Awards for her historical novels Candle in the Darkness, Fire by Night, and Hidden Places. She and her husband have three children and make their home near Chicago, Illinois.
Lynn Austin has sold more than one and a half million copies of her books worldwide. A former teacher who now writes and speaks full-time, she has won eight Christy Awards for her historical fiction. One of those novels, Hidden Places, has also been made into an Original Hallmark Channel movie. Lynn and her husband have raised three children and make their home in western Michigan. Learn more at www.lynnaustin.org.

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All She Ever Wanted 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 30 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Real women. Real families. Real tragedies. A smart, riveting story of life, sadness, hopelessness, and redemption.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book was very good. It gives the backround of the main charecter. It kept my attention and that is ussually hard to do when it comes to reading.
CherishD More than 1 year ago
This was a beautifully told tale. Love how the story unfolded, loved the heart and soul of it.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I loved this book! If you ever wonder why your mother or grandma is the way she is...this story is for you! Very unique and lots of heart. A great love story...but so much more than just that.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I like Lyn Austin's books. I believe I have read every one of them. This one is very good and is a must read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Lynn Austin is one of the besr!
avid-reader10 More than 1 year ago
This book was quite inspirering. So many families today are disfunctional and there is always that tendency to try to forget the past as you start a future of you're own making. However the things that have happened to you in the past will always be a part of you, thus will always affect you in some way. So facing these things and dealing with them is really the only way to get on with you're life. This book illustrates that fact. Forgiving and loving you're family is the only way that you can have love for yourself, which then allows you to love others. Also where Fiona was concerned it helps you understand how people can get themselves in situations, that causes them to go against things they believe in. Very Stirring book as all of Lynn Austins have proved to be.
KasiLou More than 1 year ago
If I could give this 3 and a half stars I would. But on here you either give a book 3 or 4 stars. I really just had this book on my TBR list and decided to finally get it. It was well worth the read. The only part that kind of lost it's touch for me was Fiona's part. But it was a wondeful book that I couldn't put down. It really makes you think about family and how important family is.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book started off getting my attention right away and it kept my attention throughout the whole book. It was a truely wonderful book who I would recommend to anyone. Easy to read!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I don't agree with blah blah either. I found this book at my local friends shop at the library. It's the first book I have read by Lynn Austin and I really like her style. I thought that the story being told in reverse, from the main character, Kathleen, back through her mother and then her mother was wonderful style, original. It made it interesting and I felt like I was actually digging through her family history too, learning how she became who she was, how her mother because who she was, and so on. I liked forming an opinion of a character then learning more about them later on and reforming an opinion. It was eye opening and enlightening. I haven't finished it yet, but I am really enjoying it and plan to read more of her books! Thanks, Lynn Austin!
avid-reader72 More than 1 year ago
no way blah to me. i read several books per week and this is the first review i have ever written. it's just too good not to reccommend. thank you lynn austin.....
Guest More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed the way that this story was woven together with pieces from the past. The different points of view and varying life events bring the story full circle and give detail without loosing momentum. I recommend this book to those who love read for the pure enjoyment of a book. Loved it!
Guest More than 1 year ago
Lynne Austin is a master at story telling. There is no other way to put it! This book is her best to date -- my other favorite is Eve's Daughters. In fact if you like ASEW then you must read ED!! Thanks Lynne for giving us decent meaty novels to devour!
Guest More than 1 year ago
This is a great book about three generations of women. I can't put it down!
Anonymous 4 months ago
A wonderful read; the story was very well put together. Really held my interest and was so meaningful.
Anonymous 5 months ago
Realkygets you thinking. Everyone has a story to tell.
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Kiss your hand three times and post this on three other books
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