L. T. Meade

A Little Mother To The Others (eBook, ePUB)

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

"A Little Mother to the Others" is a touching novel by L. T. Meade that explores the extraordinary journey of a young individual thrust into a role of responsibility and caregiving. Set in a time of hardship and loss, the story follows the protagonist as they navigate the challenges of life and become a guiding light for their younger siblings and fellow children. The book delves into themes of love, resilience, and the unbreakable bonds of family. Through selflessness and unwavering dedication, the central character embodies the transformative power of compassion and nurtures those in need. L. T. Meade's poignant storytelling captures the emotional depth and challenges faced by the protagonist, weaving a narrative that resonates with readers of all ages. "A Little Mother to the Others" is an inspiring tale that highlights the strength found within individuals who rise above adversity to become a source of love and support for those around them.

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Double 9 Books
• Erscheinungstermin: 1. Juli 2023
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9789359390499
• Artikelnr.: 68889102

Autorenporträt

The Squire's little daughter rode her pony down the avenue. She stopped for a moment at the gate, and the children at the other side could get a good view of her. There were four children, and they pressed together and nudged each other, and took in the small erect figure, and her sturdy pony, with open eyes and lips slightly apart. The Squire's daughter was a fresh arrival at Harringay. Her existence had always been known, the children of the village and the children of the Rectory had talked of her, but she had never come to live amongst them until now, for her mother had died at her birth, and her father had gone to live abroad, and Phyllis, the one child of his house, had been with him. Now he had returned; Phyllis was twelve years old; the Hall was open once more, full of servants and full of guests, and Phyllis Harringay rode her pony in full view of the Rectory children. Phyllis had a thick, rather short bush of tawny hair. Her eyes were of a grey blue, her little features were short and straight, and her small face had many freckles on it. She was by no means a pretty child, but there was something piquant and at the same time dignified about her. She stopped now to speak to Mrs Ashley, the woman at the Lodge; and the children pressed a little nearer, and Ralph touched Rose, and Rose nodded to Susie, and all three gazed at Edward with the same question on each pair of lips and in each pair of eyes.