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Apples Never Fall

Apples Never Fall

Thank you Henry Hold Books for this gifted copy and wonderful bag!

Is there anyone out there who isnโ€™t excited for this upcoming publication!?! Iโ€™ve been eagerly anticipating it, and I canโ€™t wait to bury my nose in this book!

๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐€๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐…๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ

๐๐ฎ๐›: ๐Ÿ—/๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’

If your mother was missing, would you tell the police? Even if the most obvious suspect was your father?

This is the dilemma facing the four grown Delaney siblings.

The Delaneys are fixtures in their community. The parents, Stan and Joy, are the envy of all of their friends. Theyโ€™re killers on the tennis court, and off it their chemistry is palpable. But after fifty years of marriage, theyโ€™ve finally sold their famed tennis academy and are ready to start what should be the golden years of their lives. So why are Stan and Joy so miserable?

The four Delaney childrenโ€•Amy, Logan, Troy, and Brookeโ€•were tennis stars in their own right, yet as their father will tell you, none of them had what it took to go all the way. But thatโ€™s okay, now that theyโ€™re all successful grown-ups and there is the wonderful possibility of grandchildren on the horizon.

One night a stranger named Savannah knocks on Stan and Joyโ€™s door, bleeding after a fight with her boyfriend. The Delaneys are more than happy to give her the small kindness she sorely needs. If only that was all she wanted.

Later, when Joy goes missing, and Savannah is nowhere to be found, the police question the one person who remains: Stan. But for someone who claims to be innocent, he, like many spouses, seems to have a lot to hide. Two of the Delaney children think their father is innocent, two are not so sureโ€•but as the two sides square off against each other in perhaps their biggest match ever, all of the Delaneys will start to reexamine their shared family history in a very new light.

๐Ÿ’ฌ๐–๐ก๐š๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ก?๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅง

No Names to Be Given

No Names to Be Given

Write My Name Across the Sky

Write My Name Across the Sky