THE CENTER OF EVERYTHING by Linda Urban

It’s appropriate that this book centers on one day because so much can hinge on just one day– or one moment.  So much can be lost, or saved, with one word or one decision.  Little actions, small happenings, even single words connect us.  Ruby Pepperdine knows this now.  And while she can’t change the moment that she regrets, she knows that we’re all connected, even those who are no longer with us, and that there are new connections waiting to be made every day.  This is a beautiful, sensitive, thoughtful book which, of course, we expect from Linda Urban (acclaimed author of A CROOKED KIND OF PERFECT, MOUSE WAS MAD, and HOUND DOG TRUE).  But in case I’m making it sound too serious, please know that there is humor, too — eccentric townsfolk in a town founded on donuts, a wishing statue, a new friend named Nero DeNiro, and who doesn’t love a parade?  This book will make you think and smile and think some more, and fall in love with Linda Urban’s books.  Visit her website to learn more.

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10 responses to “THE CENTER OF EVERYTHING by Linda Urban

  1. Anne Marie Pace

    Can’t wait!!!

  2. Just reading it now. Love her books!

  3. Katy Duffield

    I can’t wait either!

  4. Cassandra W.

    Lovely review! I am so excited to read this and to share it my daughter. I’m already strategizing how I will secretly read it first before she knows it’s in the house. She has seen the cover and is eagerly anticipating it’s arrival!

  5. A town founded on doughnuts? Any chocolate covered ones? Sounds like my kind of place.

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