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Praise for Kristin Hannah

“As Hannah explores the deep, emotional connection between sisters, she creates a beautiful and captivating story of love and rivalry, family and community, that readers will happily devour.”

—Booklist
on
True Colors

“[Hannah] really knows what women—her characters and her audience—want.”

—Publishers Weekly
on
True Colors

“An engrossing, fast-paced story that will appeal to readers.”

—Library Journal
on
True Colors

“Riveting . . . insightful.”

—Ladies’ Home Journal
on
True Colors

“[C]lever plot twists and complex, engaging characters make
True Colors
a very satisfying read.”

—USA Today
on
True Colors

“Not since Iris Dart’s
Beaches
, twenty years ago, has there been a story of friendship that endures everything, from girlhood dramas to bitter betrayal, to be the touchstone in two women’s lives. In
Firefly Lane
, Kristin Hannah creates the most poignant of reunions and an unforgettable story of loyalty and love.”

—Jacquelyn Mitchard, author of
The Deep End of the Ocean
, on
Firefly Lane

“A tearjerker that is sure to please the author’s many fans.”

—Library Journal
on
Firefly Lane

“With perfect pitch, Kristin Hannah describes the tumult and energy of the 70s and 80s, and on a deeper level takes readers into the heart of a friendship between two women.
Firefly Lane
is masterful at the grand sweep and the fine detail.”

—Elin Hilderbrand, author of
The Castaways
, on
Firefly Lane

“Hannah’s latest is a moving and realistic portrait of a complex and enduring friendship.”

—Booklist
on
Firefly Lane

“You won’t be able to turn the pages fast enough on this emotional powerhouse of a novel. Lock the door, take the phone off the hook, settle in, and keep a big box of tissues nearby. (Don’t say I didn’t warn you.) No one writes more insightfully about women’s friendships with all of their messy wonder, humor, pain, and complexity than Kristin Hannah. She’s a marvel.”

—Susan Elizabeth Phillips, author of
What I Did for Love
, on
Firefly Lane

“TERRIFIC.”

—The Seattle Times
on
Firefly Lane

“Kristin Hannah weaves an exquisite tale of a woman at the crossroads of her life. . . . There are real-life lessons here, told with truth, humor, and courage. You will love this story”

—Adriana Trigiani, author of
Very Valentine
, on
Distant Shores

“Kristin Hannah breaks new ground in her powerful exploration of a woman rediscovering herself.”

—BookPage
on
On Mystic Lake

“Bestselling author Hannah writes witty dialogue . . . bringing snap and a lot of warmth to a familiar lesson: that contentment comes from accepting other people’s flaws.”

—People
magazine on
Between Sisters

True Colors

Kristin Hannah

ST. MARTIN’S PRESS

New York

Table of Contents

Title

Copyright

Dedication

Part One: Before

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Part Two: After

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-one

Chapter Twenty-two

Chapter Twenty-three

Chapter Twenty-four

Chapter Twenty-five

Chapter Twenty-six

Chapter Twenty-seven

Chapter Twenty-eight

Chapter Twenty-nine

Chapter Thirty

Acknowledgments

 

 

 

For the women who have come into our family
and brightened us with their presence:
Debra Edwards John and Julie Gorset John.
For two friends, Julie Williams and Andrea Schmidt.
You made me laugh in the craziest of times,
and I thank you.
And, as always, to Benjamin and Tucker,
without whom I would know so much less about life
and love and joy.

Part One
Before

 

What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person. . . . In passion, the body and the spirit seek expression . . . The more extreme and the more expressed that passion is, the more unbearable does life seem without it. It reminds us that if passion dies or is denied, we are partly dead and that soon, come what may, we will be wholly so.

 

—J
OHN
B
OORMAN, FILM DIRECTOR

Prologue

1979

 

Fifteen-year-old Winona Grey stared out at the waterfront ranch that had been in her family for four generations, looking for something that had changed. Loss like theirs should leave a mark—summer grass gone suddenly brown, dark clouds that refused to lift, a tree split by lightning. Something.

From her bedroom window, she could see most of their acreage. At the property’s back boundary, giant cedar trees stood clustered together, their lacy boughs draped downward; in the rolling green pastures, horses milled along the fence lines, their hooves beating the tall grass into muddy submission. Up on the hill, tucked into the deep woods, was the small cabin her great-grandfather had built when he homesteaded this land.

It all looked ordinary, but Winona knew better. A few years ago, a child had died in the cold waters along the Washington coast not far from here, and for months the tragedy was all anyone could talk about. Mom had taken Winona aside and warned her about invisible dangers, undercurrents that could drown you even in shallow water, but now she knew there were other threats lurking beneath the surface of everyday life.

Turning away from the view, she went downstairs, into a house that felt too big and quiet since yesterday. Her sister Aurora sat curled up on the blue and yellow plaid sofa, reading. Pencil-thin and bony at fourteen, Aurora was in that awkward stage that was neither quite childhood nor maturity. She had a small pointed chin and dark brown hair that fell long and straight from a center part.

“You’re up early, Sprout,” Winona said.

Aurora looked up. “Couldn’t sleep.”

“Yeah. Me, either.”

“Vivi Ann’s in the kitchen. I heard her crying a few minutes ago, but . . .” Aurora shrugged her skinny shoulders. “I don’t know what to say.”

Winona knew how much Aurora needed life to be steady; she was the peacemaker in the family, the one who tried to smooth everything over and make it right. No wonder she looked so fragile. No pretty words could soothe them now. “I’ll go,” Winona said.

She found her twelve-year-old sister hunched over the yellow Formica table, drawing a picture.

“Hey, Bean,” Winona said, ruffling her sister’s hair.

“Hey, Pea.”

“Whatcha doing?”

“Drawing a picture of us girls.” She stopped drawing and tilted her head to look up. Her long wheat-blond hair was a bird’s nest of tangles and her green eyes were bloodshot from crying, and still she was beautiful: a perfect Dresden doll. “Mom will be able to see it from Heaven, won’t she?”

Winona didn’t know how to answer. Faith had always come easily to her before, been as natural and effortless as breathing, but no more. Cancer had come into their family and broken it into so many separate pieces it seemed impossible they would ever be whole again. “Of course,” she said dully. “We’ll put it on the fridge.”

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