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Kate Rickman seems just like any other nineteen-year-old girl. She goes to university, she dates nice, normal boys and she works in her local tourist office at the weekend. But Kate's not really normal at all. 'Kate' is in fact a carefully constructed facade for a girl called Jennifer Jones - and it's a facade that's crumbling fast.
Préface
The long-awaited sequel to the critically acclaimed LOOKING FOR JJ
Auteur
Anne Cassidy was born in London in 1952. She was an awkward teenager who spent the Swinging Sixties stuck in a convent school trying, dismally, to learn Latin. She was always falling in love and having her heart broken. She worked in a bank for five years until she finally grew up. She then went to college before becoming a teacher for many years. In 2000 Anne became a full time writer, specialising in crime stories and thrillers for teenagers. In 2004 LOOKING FOR JJ was published to great acclaim, going on to be shortlisted for the 2004 Whitbread Prize and the 2005 Carnegie Medal. Follow Anne at www.annecassidy.com or on Twitter: @annecassidy6
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A LIFE ON THE RUN
A PAST FULL OF GUILT
NOW JENNIFER JONES WANTS HER LIFE BACK
Kate Rickman seems a perfectly normal nineteen-year-old, but in reality her life is a complex series of lies, created to hide her identity as infamous criminal Jennifer Jones.
But Jennifer cannot come to terms with her crime, and guilt shadows her every thought. Jennifer contacts the only other witness to the tragic events of nearly nine years ago. She doesn't expect sympathy, but she knows she needs some answers.
Somehow Jennifer Jones must take control of her future - before she is sucked under by the past.
Résumé
The long-awaited sequel to the critically acclaimed LOOKING FOR JJ
Kate Rickman seems just like any other nineteen-year-old girl. She goes to university, she dates nice, normal boys and she works in her local tourist office at the weekend. But Kate's not really normal at all. 'Kate' is in fact a carefully constructed facade for a girl called Jennifer Jones - and it's a facade that's crumbling fast. Jennifer has spent the last nine years frantically trying to escape from her horrifying past. Increasingly desperate, Jennifer decides to do something drastic. She contacts the only other girl who might understand what she's dealing with, breaking every rule of her parole along the way. Lucy Bussell is the last person Jennifer expects any sympathy from, but she's also the last person she has left.
FINDING JENNIFER JONES is the powerful sequel to the highly acclaimed, Carnegie Medal nominated LOOKING FOR JJ. It is a tense, emotional thriller about guilt, running away and wondering if you can ever truly know yourself.
Échantillon de lecture
It was gone seven o'clock but still warm enough to sit there in her wet costume so she started her picnic and drank some wine.
Across the beach were some girls playing. They were wearing their swimsuits with T-shirts over them. They were lined up and singing like a girl band, one of them pretending to hold a microphone. When they finished their song they laughed and elbowed each other.
The sight of them made Kate smile. It made her think again of the letter she had sent. So far
there had been no reply. Had she expected one? She'd taken a chance sending it at all. Every part of her knew that. It was part of the conditions of her release that she should never contact any of the people involved in that terrible day nine years ago.
Julia had reiterated this from time to time. "Under no circumstances must you make any contact either physically or by any other means with a person or persons involved in the events at Berwick Waters."
Kate thought of the names of those involved.
Lucy Bussell; Michelle's parents - Donna and Frank Livingstone.
But Kate had had things she needed to say so she had written "Dear Lucy" and signed it "Yours, Jennifer Jones". She started to pack up her stuff. She decided to walk further up the coastal path and find a place on the top of the cliffs to sit and watch the sun go down. She had her book and the rest
of the wine and some fruit. She'd have a solitary picnic. She spent a lot of time alone; it suited her.