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Also published as Lorelei's Secret

In Paul's fantastic and even perilous search for the truth about his wife's death, he abandons his everyday life to embark on a series of experiments designed to teach his dog Lorelei to communicate. Could she really give him the answers he is looking... read more

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After his wife's "accidental" death, a husband is determined to find out the truth about what happened. He becomes obsessed with teaching his dog, the only witness to the accident, to communicate and ends up wrapped up in more than he bargained for.

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  • Paul Iverson: Linguistics professor and widower who becomes obsessed with teaching his wife's dog, a Rhodesian Ridgeback named Lorelei, to speak following her death as the dog is the sole witness.
  • Lexy Ransome: Deceased wife of Paul.
  • Lorelei: Lexy's female Rhodesian Ridgeback
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  • “"Hey slow down a little," I said. "What's your hurry?" I opened my eyes and in the moonlight from the window, I saw that Lexy wasn't wearing the lioness mask. She was wearing Jennifer's mask. The mask of the smiling girl.”
    Paul
  • “"Well, I mean, everyone knows that they're going to die, right, but most of the time you let it slip from your mind. I mean, it's always there in your head, and if anyone asked, you'd know the answer. But then there are some moments when all of a sudden you just KNOW it, you know? It suddenly hits you that you're going to die someday, and you say, 'Oh, my God, this is the biggest fact of my life, and I'd almost forgotten.' "”
    Lexy
  • “When I was a little boy, my mother, who was given to hyperbole, used to tell me that if the world were to come to an end, her last thought would be of me, and she would fling my name out to the heavens as the mortar of the earth burst apart and the ground fell from beneath her feet. It is only now, when I am surprised to find that I am growing older every day, it's only now that I am beginning to believe that my mother was not just speaking extravagantly. I think every one of us carries with us a name like this, a name whose importance may not be clear to us until we find it on our lips in those final moments. I don't think it is ever, perhaps not even for my mother, who we expect it to be.”
    Paul
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  • I touched her and it felt like coming home. What more is there to say?
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  • It suddenly hits you that you’re going to die someday, and you say, ‘Oh, my God, this is the biggest fact of my life, and I’d almost forgotten.’”
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First Sentence edit see section history

Here is what we know, those of us who can speak to tell a story: On the afternoon of October 24, my wife, Lexy Ransome, climbed to the top of the apple tree in our backyard and fell to her death.

Authors & Contributors edit see section history

  1. Carolyn Parkhurst (Author)

First Edition edit see section history

Original Language: English
Publisher: Little, Brown
Country: USA
Publication Date: 2003
ISBN: 0316168688
Page Count: 264

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  • Library of Congress: PS3616.A754 D6 2003
  • Dewey: 813.6

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