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A Review of Darnay Road by Diane Munier

darnay-road-coverAt first blush, Darnay Road appears to be a nostalgic story chronicling a decade in the life of young Georgia Christine.

Set in the summer of 1963, innocent Georgia has become absorbed in the mysteries of life, religion and boys, not necessarily in that order. All too soon, she discovers that what she’s taken for concrete truths may be anything but true or concrete.

And as a nation awakens to the ugly reality of war and assassination, Georgia discovers her own voice, and with it her right to fight for her beliefs – whether it be the need to provide a home for a litter of orphaned kittens, or a home for an abandoned young man. Threaded throughout the story are Diane Munier’s trademark themes of the enduring power of unconditional love (a grandmother’s devotion to her motherless granddaughter), the power of passion (whether it be in a generation’s protest of an undeclared, futile war, or Georgia and Ethan, steadfast in their love) and the need for redemption (a young man offering up his life for his country in hope of mitigating his own sins).

More than a coming of age story, Darnay Road is a treasure map that leads its readers to love.

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– SYNOPSIS –

 

Starts out in summer of 1963. Sweet little ten-year-old Catholic school girl Georgia Christine meets eleven-year-old smoker with armpit hair who really does live on the wrong side of the tracks Easy. She and Abigail May are mystery solvers, The Darnay Spies, in their spare time, and Easy Caghan (E.C.) and his brother Cap will keep these two little ladies on their sleuthing toes. Darnay Road leads them into a future where their childish friendship blooms into love. Will the Vietnam War be the one challenge they can’t overcome?

 

-EXCERPT –

 

Easy is digging in the high pocket on his jacket. He gets out a velvet box and hands it to me. “I told you I’d get you something, right?” he says. He just seems so serious. He hands me this box. I look at him before I open it and smile but he doesn’t smile back.

“Go on,” he says meaning I should open the box, and I do and it’s a ring with an opal. I know it is because I love opals very much and he says it. “It’s an opal.”

I take it out and it fits just right.

“Abigail May told me the size,” he says.

Well she didn’t spill the beans at all. I put it on my finger and I keep my hand in a fist because my nails are just plain Jane. I don’t do much to them unless Abigail May and I do it together, but we haven’t lately.

“Thank you,” I say. I look at him. “Thank you,” I say again because he can’t have much money and there are a million places.

He takes in a big breath. “Well I wanted to,” he says.

I look at his lips and he leans a little and kisses me. I am overcome.

“Easy,” I whisper. I’ve got tears.

“What’s the matter?” he says low.

“I…,” I laugh a little, “never thought I’d get a ring from you in Disbro’s truck.” That’s not what I was going to say, I don’t know what I was going to say, but it’s the truth about this truck.

He laughs too. “Yeah. I’m just looking for time with you when they aren’t all around.”

It has been that way. We’re being watched.

 

– REVIEW –

 

At first blush, Darnay Road appears to be a nostalgic story chronicling a decade in the life of young Georgia Christine.

Set in the summer of 1963, innocent Georgia has become absorbed in the mysteries of life, religion and boys, not necessarily in that order. All too soon, she discovers that what she’s taken for concrete truths may be anything but true or concrete.

And as a nation awakens to the ugly reality of war and assassination, Georgia discovers her own voice, and with it her right to fight for her beliefs – whether it be the need to provide a home for a litter of orphaned kittens, or a home for an abandoned young man. Threaded throughout the story are Diane Munier’s trademark themes of the enduring power of unconditional love (a grandmother’s devotion to her motherless granddaughter), the power of passion (whether it be in a generation’s protest of an undeclared, futile war, or Georgia and Ethan, steadfast in their love) and the need for redemption (a young man offering up his life for his country in hope of mitigating his own sins).

More than a coming of age story, Darnay Road is a treasure map that leads its readers to love.

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

 

 

All of Diane’s available works can be found on her Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/author/dianemunier

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– ABOUT THE AUTHOR –

 

DIANE MUNIER

 

Living comfortably in the heart of America with the people I love. I live an extroverted life, but I’m a genuine introvert. An urban kid, I spent much of my youth running in various neighborhood establishments. There I met many colorful characters and I learned to love them and be fascinated by them. My love of story comes from them. I learned to sit on a bar stool or a kitchen chair or in a pew and hear story. Hear the voices telling story. See the mouths move and the hands clutching glasses or cigarettes. See and hear the laughter. There is no greater honor than to hear someone’s story. If you feel that way about the tales I tell…what more could I ask.

 

 

– AUTHOR LINKS –

 

Website: www.dianemunier.com
Facebook: www.facebook.com/dianemunierauthor
Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/dianemunier
Twitter: www.twitter.com/dianemunier

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Coming of age 1960’s. Hilly keeps her mother’s secrets. But she has some of her own, a love from childhood for the golden boy Danny, the one who no longer sees her. Soon they are tied by more than childhood history. It’s a long dark road toward finding her thunder.

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It was Danny Boyd. Mary was no less surprised when the Angel Gabriel appeared to announce the pregnancy that changed everything. My heart took off under the hand I’d splayed on my chest. I couldn’t have my senses more assaulted. It wasn’t possible. He stood there, a head taller, his black hair long, longer than I’d ever seen it, and long sideburns. His eyes, green in that tanned face. He had a thin moustache that met these carefully sculpted patches around his beautiful mouth. Rock and roll star. But muscular…I felt faint. Faint from his nearness. My shoulder where he’d tapped me, it throbbed. God, he was a man.

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All of Diane’s available works can be found on her Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/author/dianemunier

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Living comfortably in the heart of America, a fake extrovert who is genuinely introverted. Lots of good story tellers in my small world, then started first grade. They put me in the middle reading group (probably based on my math scores) and after one class moved me up to group A. That was the conscious beginning of loving story.

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