Clouds (Glenbrooke #5)

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This bestselling former Palisades release is book five in the new Glenbrooke series by award-winning author Robin Jones Gunn. Shelly Graham has moved home to Glenbrooke, where she's flooded with memories of her high school sweetheart, who took off for Europe after they broke up. But when Shelly travels to Germany, she suddenly runs into the former boyfriend who has filled her thoughts. Learning that Jonathan is engaged, Shelly hides her feelings for him. After returning home, however, she must face these ...
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Overview

This bestselling former Palisades release is book five in the new Glenbrooke series by award-winning author Robin Jones Gunn. Shelly Graham has moved home to Glenbrooke, where she's flooded with memories of her high school sweetheart, who took off for Europe after they broke up. But when Shelly travels to Germany, she suddenly runs into the former boyfriend who has filled her thoughts. Learning that Jonathan is engaged, Shelly hides her feelings for him. After returning home, however, she must face these feelings, especially after her path crosses Jonathan's yet again. Only this time, if they can find the strength to be honest, they just might discover what God has in store.She remembers their childhood with longing their parting with regret…

Coming home wasn’t supposed to feel this way. After five years as a flight attendant, Shelly is home again, in a house alive with happy memories. Yet she feels strangely lost. Without direction. Alone.

Where is Jonathan Renrield when she needs him? Jonathan, her best friend nearly all her life, her first and only love. Shelly hadn’t meant to hurt him when she left him behind to chase her dreams. And she misses him more than she’s ever admitted. When they unexpectedly meet in Germany , Shelly manages to hide her feelings from Jonathan—and his fiancée. But she can no longer hide them from herself. Will she ever be ready to tell Jonathan the truth? Will she have the chance?

Not until a business trip takes her to charming Glenbrooke , Oregon does Shelly finally understand: only the truth can set her free. But is it too late for her and Jonathan?

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781590522301
  • Publisher: The Doubleday Religious Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 5/1/2004
  • Series: Glenbrooke Series
  • Pages: 288
  • Sales rank: 1,128,621
  • Product dimensions: 5.50 (w) x 8.20 (h) x 0.80 (d)

Meet the Author

Robin Jones Gunn is the award-winning, bestselling author of more than 45 books, including 8 in The Glenbrooke series. She is also the author of the nonfiction work, Mothering by Heart. Robin and her husband, Ross, live in Portland, Oregon, with their teenage son and daughter.
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Chapter One

Shelly Graham placed her hand on the doorknob and turned it slowly. A creak echoed from the hinges, and she smiled. Everything about this room felt familiar, friendly, welcoming. She stood in the doorway and surveyed her childhood bedroom. Two twin beds with white wrought-iron frames stood their ground as they had for more than twenty years, like faithful soldiers guarding the window between them.

Shelly noticed the new blue-and-white bedspreads Mom had bought after Shelly and her sister Meredith had both moved out. The painted pine desk in the corner was the same as it had always been. The white wicker chair hadn’t been moved from beside the closet. Even the color of the room was the same: sky blue. On the ceiling, the white clouds Meredith had painted there eight years ago hadn’t moved an inch in their journey across the solid, latex-covered heavens. Shelly gave these familiar images only a sweeping glance.

It was the window that beckoned to her. Sheer, ivory curtains billowed in the afternoon breeze. The cobalt blue glass vase that held a giant snatch of color from Mom’s garden rested on one of Grandma Rudi’s lace doilies. The vase was placed in the center of the old pine bed stand that stood under the inviting window. Shelly drew closer. The daisies, snapdragons, and carnations shivered their greetings as the breeze came through the open window, brushed past the bouquet, and, with invisible, feathery fingers, touched Shelly’s long hair.

She stood before the window, eyes closed, face tilted toward the breeze. The sun slipped over the neighbor’s rooftop and spilled its hot gold all over Shelly without the slightest apology. She didn’t mind a bit the way it instantly stained her white shirt a glorious, pale yellow. She remembered this feeling. She remembered these fragrances.

From down the street came the ripple of children’s laughter. The squeals escalated when the faint melody of the ice cream truck came the children’s way. Shelly couldn’t see it, but she knew the white ice cream truck had just rounded Sycamore Drive and was headed up the hill to Duchess Place.

437 Duchess Place. This was home. Just as it had been from the day Shelly was born until five years ago, when she moved from Seattle to Pasadena, California, and began her career as a flight attendant. And now, due to a transfer, Shelly was home again.

She opened her eyes and gazed out the window at the Renfields’ house next door. Nothing had changed there either. It was still gray with white shutters and that wonderful oval attic window that faced her bedroom. For years a rope had run between her bedroom window and the oval attic window. For years a green plastic bucket had hung from that line. The bucket carried messages, candy, and secret treasures from one best friend to the other.

“Jonathan,” she whispered. Shelly could almost see his face there in the attic window, his light, sand-flecked brown hair, about the same color as hers; his gray, stormy eyes; and the mouth that never stopped smiling.

Shelly tried to remember the codes to their secret whistles. She puckered up and blew. Two short, one long whistle, with the long one a note lower. That meant “Come to the window.” She tried again, this time blowing one long, one short, and one long, with the short one a note higher. Her whistle echoed off the side of his house, and she remembered its meaning. “Meet me at the tree house,” she said softly.

There were other signals, other whistles. But she had forgotten them, just as she had forced herself to forget so many other things about Jonathan.

A wash of uneasiness came over her. Without meaning to, she had opened a treasure chest of memories that had been locked up for many years. Shelly wasn’t willing to open it any farther. Instead, she tried to tuck all the memories neatly back inside the chest where they belonged. Only it seemed the chest was refusing to be shut and was spilling its wealth all over the hardwood floor of her childhood bedroom.

There, shining in her mind, was the memory of her third birthday party. It was time for the cake. The candles were lit, and all her little friends were singing. She was just about to blow out the birthday flames when Jonathan Renfield leaned forward and, with one mighty puff, blew them out first.

Shelly remembered crying and refusing to be consoled. Her mother had tried to explain that the party was for Jonathan, too, since his birthday was three days after hers. It didn’t matter. As far as Shelly was concerned, this was her party, and Jonathan should go have his own party and blow out his own candles at his own house.

Her dad had captured the scene on his old movie camera and had it transferred to a videocassette along with Shelly’s fourth birthday party. This birthday was celebrated with Jonathan also. Only this time the mothers had wisely provided two cakes. Jonathan and Shelly both stood on their chairs and blew out their own candles. Then they turned and, unprompted, gave each other a not-quite-on-target kiss. The parents had laughed hard. Jonathan had smiled that unstoppable grin of his, and Shelly had adjusted her gold birthday crown for the camera.

A gentle rapping on the door brought Shelly back to the present. “How’s it going up here?” her mom asked, stepping into the room. Shelly felt as though her mother had just stepped on the spilled-out memories, squashing them as she walked across the floor.

“You okay?” Mom asked. Ellen Graham was a tower of a woman, in stature and in character. At five foot eleven and a half, she stood several inches taller than any of her four daughters. Shelly was the third in birth order and resembled her dad more than her three sisters did. Mom was strong, old-fashioned in her ways, as practical as a pair of loafers, and as soft as a cupcake. She made the perfect pastor’s wife, and for thirty-one years she had proved that.

“It’s strange being back here,” Shelly said, facing her mom and noticing that she had changed into a skirt and pastel blue blouse. “Are you going to church?”

“No, we’re having dinner at Meredith’s. Did I forget to tell you?” Mom looked out the window as if trying to see what Shelly had been gazing at. Shelly knew her mother didn’t see anything.

It wasn’t that Mom hadn’t tried to see the things Shelly had seen throughout her life. Maybe Mom tried too hard. She had the same difficulty with Meredith. Mom never quite saw what Shelly and Meredith did. The two girls were the dreamers and the opposites of Megan and Molly, the two older Graham daughters. All their lives Shelly and Meredith had been kindly left to their own world of imagination.

“If you’re too tired from your trip to come to dinner, I’m sure Meredith will understand.”

“No, I’m fine. When are we supposed to be there?”

“Meri said about seven. She has some big news for us.”

Shelly looked at her mom for a hint. “Did she meet someone?”

“She didn’t say.” Mom sat on the bed and surveyed the room. “Are you going to be okay here? Would you like the room changed around?”

“No, I love it just like this. What else did Meri say? Any clues at all?”

Mom shook her head.

“What if I unload the car and trailer tomorrow?” Shelly sat on the opposite bed and faced Mom. “Most of it is going to have to be stored in the garage anyway.”

“That’s fine. How are you feeling about this move? I know it won’t be easy for you to adjust to being back home. Dad is as busy at church as he always was, and I have a full calendar, too. If anything, the three of us will probably have to schedule time to see each other.”

Shelly smiled. When she did, the worry lines in Mom’s broad forehead began to disappear. Shelly’s smile had that effect on people. It was one of her most distinctive features. Her full lips and wide, straight teeth gave her a smile that blasted out, “Apple pie, Mom, America!” It was a nice feature to have as a flight attendant. She could put elderly passengers at ease and make crying babies coo.

“I’m going to be fine, Mom. I really appreciate you and Daddy letting me move back in. It’s only until I straighten out my finances and get on a regular flight schedule. I’ll hardly be home at all.”

“We’re glad you’re here,” Mom said. “And you know you’re welcome to stay as long as you want.”

“Thanks.” Shelly brushed away the insecure feeling that floated around her. None of her three sisters had ever had to move back home. Megan and Molly were both married and lived on the East Coast. Meredith worked in Seattle and had her own apartment across town.

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  • Posted April 10, 2013

    Shelly and Jonathan were best friends as long as they can rememb

    Shelly and Jonathan were best friends as long as they can remember. It seems like fate has put them together since childhood. But when Jonathan proposes Shelly doesn't want to commit yet, she wants to chase her dreams for a little while before settling down.Jonathan feels crushed and betrayed and they part ways. Eventually Shelly realizes her ideas and dreams weren't as fulfilling as they seemed from the distance.

    Years later she meets Jonathan by freak accident and tries desperately to start over where they left off but has it been too long? Are those feelings even really there anymore?

    I actually really liked this book, which surprised me a little bit because the last book I read by Robin Jones Gunn I thought was a little too childishly romantic. This story was actually quiet heartwarming! I thoroughly enjoyed it!

    This is definitely a great book for YA readers! The Biblical perspective on love and dating is really straightforward and to the point!

    I received this book free in exchange for an honest review!

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 17, 2014

    Fallkit Bio

    Name•Fallkit
    Gender•Male
    Parents•All Dead
    Siblings•All Dead
    Crush•None at the moment
    Mate•Oh my god, I'm a kit!!!!
    He has a great sense of humor and a lots of pride in himself (sometimes the lots of pride turns into lots of ego). His parents died at a young age and his siblings died a quarter moon before they made it here. Fallkit had no name so he named himself, he was hoping that someday he could have a family again. When he found the camp he was badly injured by the fox that killed his sisters and passed out almost right away

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 30, 2014

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 21, 2014

    Darkkkt

    Name- Darkkit<p>
    Age- 5 moons<p>
    Looks- tortishell shecat with one green eye. Left side of face is all flesh and has and empty eye socket. <br>
    Parents- mother- Timberwolf (dead), farther- shrewfoot (dead)<br>
    Themesong- what about now by chris daughtry

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 19, 2014

    Firestorm bio

    Name: Firestorm ? Age: 9 1/2 moons ? Gender: Tom ? Looks: Black with white patch on stomach, rippling muscles ? Personality: Funny, loyal, brave, sexy, a little headstrong, coolheaded, strong ? Crush: Not yet ? Mate: No ? Siblings: No ? Parents: Graypelt and Mintleaf (both dead) ? History: secret ? Signature: &psi &Psi Firestorm &Psi &psi

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 15, 2014

    POST Sweetrose bio POST

    POST POST POST POST POST POST<BR>
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    Gender: &female<br>
    Mate: Stormwind<br>
    Kits: moonkit shadowkit and swirlkit arent active any more, but I guess i could count them. And foxkit is active. All of my kits are adopted. I do want my own kits, im just to afraid to ask stormwind, you know? Plus, im against you-know-what on nook so...<br>
    Personality: kind and caring, somewhat sensible, smiley, outgoing, almost always happy. can be bossy, can be very aggresive in dire situations.<br>
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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 19, 2014

    Flameheart (bio) [update]

    Name* Flameheart Gender* Tom Age* 12 moons Pelt* amber-red with Black tiped ears and Black tiped tail Eye color* Amber Crush*Noneish Mate* nonecAdditude* Loyal, brave, quite, will defend clan at all cost, shy, Independet at sometimes. Rank* Warrior. Sig* {~*Flameheart*~}

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 28, 2014

    Charkits bio

    Appearence:A dark grey kit with a blck blace in its face and black socks. Dark copper eyes with flecks of yellow.) Personality: Shy, smart, quick and clever. Very self consios and hates when she makes mistakes. Very ambitios and has many goals including becoming leader.) Gender: Female) age: 4 moons

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 28, 2014

    Lightclaw's Bio

    Name~Lightclaw. Aperance~Bright orange she-cat with dark orange paws and a light yellow stripe down her back, tip of her tail is a firery orange, eyes are an ice blue color. Personality~ Kind, gentle, loyal, caring, and feirce when need be. History~ Ask her. Kits~none. Family~don't know. Mate/Crush~none at the moment. More about her~Just ask. •Lightclaw•

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 11, 2014

    Stormdust bio

    age 21 moons appearence a sleek grey strong built greyish tom with green eyes personality fun outgoing ambitous but not to much proud freindly skills hunting fighting caring thinking position warrior crush none mate none anything else just ask

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 27, 2014

    Silkkit bio

    Name: look up. Age: 3 moons. Traits: a little shy, carring, protective,loveble.fur collor: a turtishell she- cat with blue eyes.history:abused by twolegs her brother got killed.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 25, 2014

    Stormwind's Bio

    Name: Stormwind-- Gender: tom-- Rank: warrior-- Looks: gray tom with a white ripple on all of his ws making it look like the wind when he puts his paws together-- Personality: you must meet me-- History: just ask-- Crush: I will not tell-- Anything else: just ask me

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 25, 2014

    Thunderstar's Bio

    Name:Thunderstar
    Looks:Eyes are a electric yellow and her pelt is a light brown with a few spots here and there
    Mate:None
    Crush:None
    Kits:None
    Traits:Smart kind and skilled hunter

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 2, 2014

    To natilie

    Do u atill read these comments

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 31, 2013

    Police station

    Police station

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 19, 2013

    Sexy ladies

    Hey i have a sexy ladie contest going on and I would like it if you sexy ladies could go to it. It is at res.1. Ho you can win me is by giving me your age and your type of sex and your personality. THANK YOU SEXY LADIES!!!!!!!!!!(((Especially you Brooky!!!!!!!!!)))

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 19, 2013

    To below its brook

    Who are you and wright when you see this and im 13

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 18, 2013

    Josh to all

    Natilly....ok Brooky: ill b ur friend

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 19, 2013

    To brooky from oryan

    Hey i am hot and are you hot. I want you. Do you do sex? Go to captive res one i will be there. Oh and i am a boy.

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  • Posted September 6, 2013

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    Shelly Graham is doing the unthinkable; she's coming home to her

    Shelly Graham is doing the unthinkable; she's coming home to her old bedroom where nothing has changed. Awaiting her are the twin wrought-iron beds, the painted pine desk, and the white clouds her sister had painted on the ceiling. The room hadn't changed but Shelly certainly has and its not just her finances that are in turmoil.

    Best-selling author Robin Jones Gunn has written a pleasant Christian novel about starting over when life doesn't show up the way you hoped it would. Clouds is the fifth novel in The Glenbrooke Series.

    A copy of this book was provided by Multnomah for review purposes. The words are my own.

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