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YA fave - The Coffin Quilt by Ann Rinaldi

I wanted to recommend a good book for you to read if you're stuck in the house due to bad weather. A few years ago a friend gave me COFFIN as a gift. I believe she bought it at the Tamarack in WV, which I love.
The book is classified as young adult but it satisfied my adult mind.
It's the fictionalized story of young Fanny McCoy of the Hatfields and McCoys.
The author warns: This is a historical novel. Read at your own risk. The writer feels it necessary to alert you to the fact that you might enjoy it.
I DID!
Go read this book and let me know how you liked it.
BLessings.

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  1. Pam Andrews HansonJanuary 12, 2011 at 4:02 PM

    Thanks for the recommendation...! Most of my favorite reads of the past few years have been YA!

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  2. Janet,January 12, 2011 at 6:12 PM

    I love historical fiction. I also read mostly books for the young reader, I prefer MG the most.

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  3. Elizabeth VollstadtJanuary 19, 2011 at 2:50 PM

    I've read a lot of Ann Rinaldi, but not that one. She's great! I'll have to find it. Thanks for the tip.

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