By Lisa Schroeder
Lost and alone down the rabbit hole.
Alice thought she knew
what solitude was:
Her mother—gone
Her father—remarried with a newborn
daughter.
Now...
trapped
in the icy embrace
of a deadly snowstorm
Alice faces the true meaning of loneliness.
But hope
may not be as far away
as she thinks....
This book was interesting. I didn’t open it up until I got home from the library, only to discover that it was written in a poetry form. I read it fairly fast, but the story was a tender one about a girl who was coming to terms with her father’s new wife and baby. In a freak accident driving with her stepmother, she learns what’s important and how angels are always watching out for us. Caution: There is some strong language.
Lost and alone down the rabbit hole.
Alice thought she knew
what solitude was:
Her mother—gone
Her father—remarried with a newborn
daughter.
Now...
trapped
in the icy embrace
of a deadly snowstorm
Alice faces the true meaning of loneliness.
But hope
may not be as far away
as she thinks....
This book was interesting. I didn’t open it up until I got home from the library, only to discover that it was written in a poetry form. I read it fairly fast, but the story was a tender one about a girl who was coming to terms with her father’s new wife and baby. In a freak accident driving with her stepmother, she learns what’s important and how angels are always watching out for us. Caution: There is some strong language.
