Abbe Deighton is a woman who has lost her bearings. Once a child of the African plains, she is now settled in Hawaii, married to a minister, and waging her battles in a hallway of monotony. There is the leaky roof, the chafing expectations of her husband's congregation, and the constant demands of motherhood. But in an instant, beginning with the skid of tires, Abbe's battlefield is transformed when her three-year-old daughter is killed, triggering in Abbe a seismic grief that will cut a swath through the landscape of her life and her identity.
As Isla Morley's novel sweeps from the hills of Honolulu to the veldt of South Africa, we catch a hint of the spirit of Barbara Kingsolver and the mesmerizing truth of Jodi Picoult. Come Sunday is a novel about searching for a true homeland, family bonds torn asunder, and the unearthing of decades-old secrets. It is a novel to celebrate, and Isla Morley is a writer to love.
Come Sunday created, for me, a story of pain and bittrness and salvation beautifully written in a palette of rainbow colors. I loved it and especially enjoyed the narrator, Jennifer Wiltsie.
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After the first couple chapters I tried hard to get through the first part of the book but had to give up. Reader was boring, story was something that could have been said in a few chapters rather the hours and hours of droning on about the pain the woman was going through and how she couldn't move on. I skipped almost all of it and went to the last chapter and it was more of the same......boring and repetitive. Couldn't stand the preachy dialogue either. Sorry, not a good read