In the midst of post-revolutionary France, with a family who are trying to find their feet in the constantly changing society, Lena Rousseau seeks an escape deeper than she has ever wanted before. With the help of a superstition, self-belief and the love of a man that the past had never allowed her to consider, she finds all she has looked for, and more.

"I think you should sit down."

The phrase sticks out in my mind as the one I heard just before my life changed forever.  But Cody wasn't going to give up and I certainly wasn't either.  From the moment I heard that phrase, I knew we would have to prove the doctors wrong.

When she had counted up to 30, the girl opened her eyes and shouted in a shrill, childlike voice, “Ready or not, here I come!” 

She dashed around the backyard, looking in bushes, under the picnic table, and in the playhouse before she ventured into the woods. 

Fresh out of high school, Sydney plans a trip to New York that summer with her best friend Natalya, and James decides he wants to tag along before he has to return for his first semester at the University of Indiana.  Only thing is that Sydney and Natalya have no intentions on returning back to the small town of Sterling, Indiana; their plan, to make it as professional dancers in New York City.

This is a memoir of a young girl who sees a plane bloom into a ball of fire when it collides into the World Trade Center early Tuesday morning. This is a story of a young girl who boarded one of those fateful planes.

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My dad named me after his favorite flower, the iris. Everyone I know was named by their mother, except me. The day my mother left was the day all the magic left Dad's life. He loved her, despite her faults, something I was never capable of doing.

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A love blossoms in a time when France is on the verge of crumbling to Germany during World War II. A love so real and undiluted, it cannot be smudged by the cold blackness of death. Based off of Edith Piaf's song Hymne A' L'amour.