Scarlett

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Gone With the Wind .dramatic, romantic, sweeping in its depiction of a time and place in American history, unparalleled in its portrayal of men and women at once larger than life and as real as ourselves .the book that, for over half a century, has been the most praised, the most popular, and the most beloved historical novel ever written in or about America.
Now, the story begun in Margaret Mitchell's great classic, the story that closed with a young woman telling herself, "Tomorrow is another day," continues— and the love affair between Scarlett O'Hara and Rhett Butler, the greatest love affair in all fiction, reaches its startling culmination.
Four years in the writing, Scarlett: The Sequel to Margaret Mitchell's Gone With the Wind is the product of painstaking research, admiration and respect for the original work, and the fertile imagination of accomplished and bestselling historical writer Alexandra Ripley. Scarlett seamlessly picks up the narrative, bringing us back... Tovább

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Gone With the Wind .dramatic, romantic, sweeping in its depiction of a time and place in American history, unparalleled in its portrayal of men and women at once larger than life and as real as ourselves .the book that, for over half a century, has been the most praised, the most popular, and the most beloved historical novel ever written in or about America.
Now, the story begun in Margaret Mitchell's great classic, the story that closed with a young woman telling herself, "Tomorrow is another day," continues— and the love affair between Scarlett O'Hara and Rhett Butler, the greatest love affair in all fiction, reaches its startling culmination.
Four years in the writing, Scarlett: The Sequel to Margaret Mitchell's Gone With the Wind is the product of painstaking research, admiration and respect for the original work, and the fertile imagination of accomplished and bestselling historical writer Alexandra Ripley. Scarlett seamlessly picks up the narrative, bringing us back to T^ra and the people we remember so well: Rhett, Ashley Mammy, Snellen,
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Aunt Pittypat, and, of course, Scarlett herself. We meet fascinating, new men and women who enrich and enlarge the story. And we get to know many characters who stayed in the background of Margaret Mitchell's broad opus, as they step forward in this long-awaited sequel.
What happens to Ashley now that Mel-anie is gone? Does Scarlett find a way to get Rhett back? Where do the upcoming years take them? And what new joys, frustrations, and adventures does the future hold? Using the elements and events set in motion in Margaret Mitchell's novel, rich with surprises and exciting developments, Scarlett is an irresistible and colorful read that stands on its own, even as it satisfies our longing to reenter the world of Gone With the Wind. Here then is its worthy successor, a book to treasure and savor as long as Scarlett and Rhett have a place in our hearts Scarlett: The Sequel to Margaret Mitchell's Gone With the Wind.
Alexandra Ripley, the writer chosen by the Margaret Mitchell estate to write this sequel, was born and bred in the South and is the author of three bestsellers: Charleston, On Leaving Charleston, and New Orleans Legacy. She lives near Charlottesville, Virginia, with her husband.
SCARLETT RAN TO RHETT AND HELD HER ARMS UP TO EMBRACE HIM. 'TVEMISSED YOU SO,"SHE SAID.
Rhett circled her wrists with his hands and lowered her arms to her sides. "Don't, Scarlett,"he said. "Nothing's changed."His voice was quiet.
Scarlett was incapable of such restraint. "What do you mean?" she cried loudly.
Rhett winced. "Don't force me to say it again, Scarlett. You know full well what I mean."
'1 don't know. I don't believe you. You can't be leaving me, not really. Not when Hove you and need you so awfully. Oh, Rhett, don'tjust look at me that way. Why don't you put your arms around me and comfort me? You promised Mammy."
Rhett shook his head, a faint smile on his lips. 'You are such a child, Scarlett. You've known me all these years, and yet, when you want to, you can forget all you've learned. It was a lie. Hied to make a dear old woman's last moments happy. Remember, my pet, I'm a scoundrel, not a gentleman."
He walked toward the door.
"Don't go, Rhett, please," Scarlett sobbed. Then she put both hands over her mouth to stop herself She'd never be able to respect herself if she begged him again. She turned her head sharply, unable to bear the sight of him leaving. She saw the triumph in Suellen's eyes and the pity in Will's.
"He'll be back," she said, holding her head high. "He always comes back." If I say it often enough, she thought, maybe I'll believe it. Maybe it will be true.
"Always,"she said. Vissza