Three Junes: A novelNATIONAL BOOK AWARD WINNER • NATIONAL BESTSELLER • An astonishing novel that traces the lives of a Scottish family over a decade as they confront the joys and longings, fulfillments and betrayals of love in all its guises. In June of 1989 Paul McLeod, a newspaper publisher and recent widower, travels to Greece, where he falls for a young American artist and reflects on the complicated truth about his marriage.... Six years later, again in June, Paul’s death draws his three grown sons and their families back to their ancestral home. Fenno, the eldest, a wry, introspective gay man, narrates the events of this unforeseen reunion. Far from his straitlaced expatriate life as a bookseller in Greenwich Village, Fenno is stunned by a series of revelations that threaten his carefully crafted defenses.... Four years farther on, in yet another June, a chance meeting on the Long Island shore brings Fenno together with Fern Olitsky, the artist who once captivated his father. Now pregnant, Fern must weigh her guilt about the past against her wishes for the future and decide what family means to her. In prose rich with compassion and wit, Three Junes paints a haunting portrait of love’s redemptive powers. |
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... tell them whatever you please: no lies perhaps, but no affecting truths. Paul does not fabricate well (though once, foolishly, he believed that he could), and the single truth he's offered these random companions—that recently he lost ...
... tell them whatever you please: no lies perhaps, but no affecting truths. Paul does not fabricate well (though once, foolishly, he believed that he could), and the single truth he's offered these random companions—that recently he lost ...
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... tell, though both men pretend to read their shared paper—day before yesterday's Times. By no means beautiful, this ... telling you exquisite,” says the dark-haired girl in a husky, all-knowing voice. “A sensual sort of coup de foudre ...
... tell, though both men pretend to read their shared paper—day before yesterday's Times. By no means beautiful, this ... telling you exquisite,” says the dark-haired girl in a husky, all-knowing voice. “A sensual sort of coup de foudre ...
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... tell the dears, but it's moths.” Paul folds his section and lays it on the table. He is the owner and publisher of the Yeoman, the Dumfries-Galloway paper. When he left, he promised to call in every other day. He has called once in ten ...
... tell the dears, but it's moths.” Paul folds his section and lays it on the table. He is the owner and publisher of the Yeoman, the Dumfries-Galloway paper. When he left, he promised to call in every other day. He has called once in ten ...
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... tell, the way you said little, the particular way your t's disappeared. I'm wild about Scotland. Last year I went to the festival. I biked around one of the lochs. . . . Also, I shouldn't say this, you'll think I'm so typically rudely ...
... tell, the way you said little, the particular way your t's disappeared. I'm wild about Scotland. Last year I went to the festival. I biked around one of the lochs. . . . Also, I shouldn't say this, you'll think I'm so typically rudely ...
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... tell her what a shock it had been to arrive there. “A name like that, some garbled croak of a place you can't even pronounce, what would you expect? Every whichway, she says, the land is what's called 'tundra.'” Maureen shivered for ...
... tell her what a shock it had been to arrive there. “A name like that, some garbled croak of a place you can't even pronounce, what would you expect? Every whichway, she says, the land is what's called 'tundra.'” Maureen shivered for ...
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