Remember the Time [NOOK Book]

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A shattered wife with secrets and the man who has always loved her are united in this wrenchingly beautiful novel of longing, loss, and second chances from bestselling author Annette Reynolds.
 
Since the tragic death of her famous baseball player husband, Paul Armstrong, Kate has lived a life of seclusion. Riddled with guilt, unhappiness, and secrets about her not-so-perfect marriage, Kate has turned away from everyone who cares—except ...
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Overview

A shattered wife with secrets and the man who has always loved her are united in this wrenchingly beautiful novel of longing, loss, and second chances from bestselling author Annette Reynolds.
 
Since the tragic death of her famous baseball player husband, Paul Armstrong, Kate has lived a life of seclusion. Riddled with guilt, unhappiness, and secrets about her not-so-perfect marriage, Kate has turned away from everyone who cares—except Mike Fitzgerald, her neighbor and childhood best friend, a man determined to bring Kate back to the living.
 
Mike was Paul’s best friend, too, so he kept his love for Kate a secret. He never stopped wanting her, never stopped yearning to kiss away the sadness from an unfaithful husband and too many shattered illusions. Now Mike, a successful architect, is determined to tear down Kate’s walls. He persuades her to renovate her home, providing a foothold for his deepest desire—giving her the life she deserves. Kate married the wrong man, but now the right one is going to show her what’s always been in his heart—a love that belongs to her forever.

Includes a special message from the editor, as well as excerpts from these Loveswept titles: The Vow, This Fierce Splendor, The Baron, Lightning That Lingers, Tall, Dark, and Lonesome, Dream Lover, and Legends. 
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Editorial Reviews

Library Journal
Michael Fitzgerald and Paul Armstrong agree not to let a girl get in the way of their friendship, but that was before Kate Moran walked into their high school class. Both Michael and Paul fall in love with her, but it is Paul she marries, while Mike remains "just a friend." When Paul tragically dies, Mike begins to move his relationship with Kate from friend to lover. Hidden scars, hidden pain, hidden betrayalsall play a role in the plot. Reynolds has a crisp, clean writing style enlivened by occasional touches of poetic grace that suit her story. This is Reynolds's first book. She lives in Tacoma, Washington. (JC)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780307798756
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 8/8/2011
  • Sold by: Random House
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 432
  • Sales rank: 271,909
  • File size: 3 MB

Meet the Author

Annette Reynolds was born in Greece, but grew up in California. She has a degree in arts management from Mary Baldwin College in Staunton, Virginia. Remember the Time was Annette’s first novel and earned her the 1998 RITA Award for Best First Book.
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Kate left the car parked in front of the house and went up the front steps. A piece of pink paper tacked to one side of the door fluttered in the afternoon breeze. She didn't bother looking at it, but simply snatched it from its tiny anchor. In one fluid motion she had crumpled the flier, stuffed it in her handbag, put the key in the lock, and let herself in.

The house was so quiet she could actually hear the blood rushing through the veins in her head. As she got closer to the kitchen, another sound, more familiar and possibly more annoying, reached her ears. The faucet was dripping again. Dropping her purse on the table, Kate reached for the economy-sized bottle of aspirin she kept on a lazy Susan and shook out three tablets. She stared at the white pills in her palm, shrugged, and took one more from the bottle. The cupboard she kept the glasses in was empty. The dishwasher was full, and needed running.

"Shit."

Kate picked up a mug that had held coffee two days ago and made a face. Finally, out of desperation, she opened another cabinet and took out a glass measuring cup. Filling it with water from the tap, she swallowed the tablets, and then watched as the interval between drips grew shorter.

"Oh, I really need this," she said to herself, flinging open a drawer and pulling out a pair of pliers. She tightened down the faucet handle and the drops of water came to a stop. Satisfied with her handiwork, she tossed the pliers back in the drawer and went into the den. She found a Fred Astaire movie on television and curled up on the sofa.


The breeze blowing in from the open window had turned chilly and it woke her. The stiffnessin her back brought an involuntary groan, a sound she never remembered making when she was younger. Like gray hairs and laugh lines that suddenly appeared in her mid-thirties, so these new noises came, too.

The telephone that sat on the end table jangled. It was an old rotary phone from the forties, and she always swore she could see it wiggle and dance as the bell rang. Her cartoon phone. When she picked up, there was no one on the other end. This was a regular occurrence. The C & P Telephone Company, which stood for Chesapeake and Potomac but which most residents called Cheapskate and Poky, also seemed to date back to the forties. Kate hung up and waited for it to ring again. And it did.

"Kate? It's Mike. Didn't you see my note?"

"What note?" She could tell by the silence that Mike had closed his eyes in annoyance, and she said, "I heard that."

"I left a note by your front door."

"Where?" She continued to bait him.

"On a pushpin right next to the door. It was on a pink flyer for the SPCA Thrift Shop."

"I guess I didn't realize it was something important. What did it say?"

He picked up her mood. His voice, a well-moderated blend of East Coast inflection with just a touch of Virginia gentleman, took on a slight Irish lilt. Kate called it his leprechaun voice. "They're havin' their annual half-off sale this weekend."

"What are you talking about?"

She didn't seem to be amused. He must have misjudged her. "Never mind. The gist of the note is that Homer is over here visiting me."

She sighed. "I thought it was a little too quiet."

"He got through that hole in the fence again. I can fix it for you, if you want." There was no reply. "Or not. Do you want me to bring him over?"

"If you must."

"I'm afraid I must. Are you decent?"

She smiled at that. It was a very old joke between them. "Never. Come on over."

Kate was still sitting on the couch when the front door opened four minutes later. She heard Homer's toenails scrabble across the hardwood floor of the entry hall as he raced to the kitchen, and his food bowl. He never understood why it wasn't perpetually full.

Mike's voice reached her. "Kate? Where are you?"

"In here."

"Where?"

"Just follow the sound of my voice."

"My, we're in a good mood," Mike said, entering the den. He took in her rumpled shirt and puffy eyes. Her dark auburn hair, which usually hung in gleaming waves to her shoulders, had been pulled back in a barrette that now stuck out at an angle. Wisps of hair had escaped and formed odd cowlicks. "And you got all dolled up just for me. You really shouldn't have."

"Nice to see you, too." As she spoke the words, her hands went to the barrette and removed it. She ran her fingers through her hair. "I was taking a nap."

Mike leaned against the built-in bookcase and folded his arms across his chest. "Late dinner for two last night?"

Kate eyed him for a split second, then retorted, "Yeah, me and David Letterman."

"Y'know, if you actually went to sleep before two a.m. you wouldn't wake up feeling like crap every day."

"Don't start, Mike. And not that it's any of your business, but I do go to sleep before two a.m."

"Falling asleep on the couch with the TV on isn't what I'd call getting a good night's sleep."

Almost too weary to argue, Kate fixed him with a look that would crumble stone. "I don't need another mother, thanks. And how the hell do you know where I sleep?"

"I got in late last night. Saw the light."

"What is it with you Fitzgeralds? If you're going to lecture me like I'm a child, then you can go home now."

Not wanting to be banished, he unfolded his arms and held them up in surrender. "Hey, I'm sorry. Can we start over?"

Kate looked down at the carpet. "Yeah, sorry. It's been a bad day." Her head came up and she tried to smile. "I could use a cup of coffee. Want one?"


Mike angled his body into one of the kitchen chairs and, with his foot, pulled another chair toward him and propped his long legs on it. Homer, always glad for any company, sat at his side and let Mike scratch his head.

Kate measured coffee into the filter and then took the carafe to the sink. Forgetting the cold water tap was practically welded shut, she grunted when it wouldn't turn. Swearing under her breath, she set the pot down to free both hands. It still wouldn't budge and Mike, hiding a grin, asked, "Can I get that for you?"

"Thanks, but I can do it," she answered, removing the pliers from the drawer again.

He shook his head, but didn't say anything.

Once the coffee was perking, Kate realized she still hadn't started the dishwasher. Pulling two mugs out of the top rack, she began washing them.

"Are you sure this isn't too much trouble? We could always go to the Beverley."

Kate turned and gave him a warning look as she dried the mugs with a paper towel. All the dishcloths were in the dryer.

Setting a mug on the table next to him, she asked, "You take milk, right?"

He nodded and watched her open the refrigerator. She stood in front of it for what seemed a very long time, and Mike suddenly understood why. "Hey, I can drink it black if you're out."

"No!" Her voice wavered momentarily. "No, I must have something you can use."

Mike's legs slipped off the chair and he sat up. "It's okay. Really."

She had closed the door, and moved to the cupboards, her hands pushing aside cans and jars. Mike stood as she began frantically pawing through drawers. When her fingers closed around a small packet, she felt triumphant, until she saw it was a Wash 'n' Dri. Slamming it down on the counter, the tears finally came. Mike's hand on her shoulder made her flinch.

"Stop it, Kate. Forget it."

"I know I'll find something," she said between sobs.

"Katie, darlin', I can't stand to see you like this."

Her voice took on a hard edge. "Then go home, 'cause this is what I am now."

It took all the strength he had not to pull her to him. "I don't think you need to be alone."

"I think I know what I need."

"Christ, but you are pigheaded." He took a deep breath. "Do you really want me to go?" he asked, not wanting to hear her answer.

She nodded. "Yeah--go."

He stared at the back of her head before turning away. He left the way he came. It took her a few moments to realize she'd forgotten to thank him for bringing Homer back. Picking up one of the two clean mugs, she flung it across the room. It hit the stovetop, shattering. Homer slunk out of the room, leaving her alone. It was what she wanted, after all. Wasn't it?


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  • Posted August 21, 2011

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    Good read

    Loved this book. it was beautifully written. An excellent summer read

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 24, 2011

    A good read;found it moved along well.

    A well written story with believable characters and a reasonable plot line. Some may find it a bit angst ridden but the story doesn't get bogged down with it. Potential for follow-up stories exists and looking at the original publication date, it's too bad the author didn't take advantage of that.

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  • Posted September 26, 2011

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    Loved it. A little bite long but would read again.

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  • Posted August 28, 2011

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    True Love Waits

    Remember the Time by Annette Reynolds eISBN-978-0-307-79875-6
    Paul Armstrong & Michael Fitzgerald had been best friends since the third grade. They had a rule that if one of them liked a girl the other would leave her be. That was until Katie Moran entered their lives. They were both goners. But Paul always got what he wanted and he wanted Kate.

    Paul makes it to Major League baseball and soon after he marries Kate. Mike is always there as Kate's best friend. Time passes and when Paul and Kate find out she will never be able to have children they grow apart as Paul always wanted a son, especially after he made the big leagues. Kate finds out about the women he is with while on the road trips but sticks with. Kate is always able to talk and confide in Mike and he never stops loving her. Mike has failed relationships and a failed marriage because his heart is always committed to the one woman he can never have and he never tells Kate how he feels about her.
    During Spring Training Paul and his friend Mitch borrow a jeep and go to the washes** to collect rocks for Mitch's daughter. Paul has been rethinking his life. He has a secret that he decided to bring to the open and he is going to make things right with Kate. And then the storm hits. Paul is able to save Mitch but as he goes back to his jeep to get his wallet and look at the picture inside, a boulder hits the soft jeep roof and he dies.
    Kate almost dies that day as well. She turns to drinking and away from friends. Finally after almost three years she gets pulled out of her deadened state when Mike tells her he is in love with her, and she realizes maybe she has loved him as well. There are so many things between them. A secret comes out, Paul still stands between them even in death, a betrayal from a friend and other situations.
    This is not your normal romance as situations are sometimes darker where it surrounds Paul. Kate starts seeing his human faults and betrayals years after his death. One man has touched many lives and not always in a positive way.
    *Contains language and sexual situations
    Book received through NetGalley for review

    **Washes are deep rock filled ravines. They are pretty wide in some places. When it rains up in the mountains these washes quickly fill with fast moving water. In 1995 Arizona passed a law called "The Arizona Stupid Motorist Law".
    It is illegal to drive through the washes when there is water as it becomes dangerous for those who have to be rescued as well as the rescuers. In this story there was not water in the ravine but a storm came and caused the rushing water while they were in a wash.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 11, 2013

    I think this is my favorite book of all time. I own it and will

    I think this is my favorite book of all time. I own it and will never get rid of it.

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    Posted March 12, 2012

    Slow

    Long, drawn out. Slow. I couldn't get interested in this book at all.

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