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Publisher Description

A compelling and perceptive tale of intimacy, memory and relationships from the bestselling author

Read by Aoife McMahon. Joyce Conway remembers things she shouldn't. She knows about tiny cobbled streets in Paris, which she has never visited. And every night she dreams about an unknown little girl with blonde hair. Justin Hitchcock is divorced, lonely and restless. He arrives in Dublin to give a lecture on art and meets an attractive doctor, who persuades him to donate blood. It's the first thing to come straight from his heart in a long time. When Joyce leaves hospital after a terrible accident, with her life and her marriage in pieces, she moves back in with her elderly father. All the while, a strong sense of déjà vu is overwhelming her and she can't figure out why … Cecelia Ahern: making the everyday magical.

Reviews

Praise for Cecelia Ahern (HB):

'A sensational debut novel that proves true love never dies.' Cosmopolitan

'A wonderfully life-affirming, witty debut.' Company

'Like an Irish Sleepless in Seattle and almost certainly the chick-lit bestseller of the year.' In Style

'Heartwarmingly good.' Heat

'A wonderfully warm and witty debut from a terrific new writer…This exceptional novel about bereavement, friendship and lost love is both heartbreaking and uplifting.' Express

'A heartwarming, completely absorbing tale of love and friendship.' Company

‘Enjoyable’. Cosmopolitan

About the author

Cecelia Ahern was born and grew up in Dublin. Her novels have been translated into thirty-five languages and have sold more than twenty-five million copies in over fifty countries. Two of her books have been adapted as films and she has created several TV series.
She and her books have won numerous awards, including the Irish Book Award for Popular Fiction for The Year I Met You.
She lives in Dublin with her family.

GENRE
Fiction
NARRATOR
AC
Amy Creighton
LENGTH
11:27
hr min
RELEASED
2014
25 December
PUBLISHER
HarperCollins
LANGUAGE
EN
English
SIZE
477.5
MB

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