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Lädt ... Tio Jorgevon Vincent Meis
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From a wealthy cul-de-sac in Hillsborough, California to a dusty village in Central Mexico, Tio Jorge gives us an emotional portrait of a young woman who cannot move forward until she silences the ghosts of her tragic childhood. On her graduation day from Stanford University, she thinks she sees in the crowd the man accused of her mother's death sixteen years earlier, but he flees before she can speak to him. Believing he is the key to unlock the mystery of her father who abandoned her, she sets out to track him down, and in the process discovers the Mexican side of her family. Heartened by the love and warmth of her Mexican relatives, she has the courage to confront her mother's family and seek justice for the man who had been her father's secret lover. Keine Bibliotheksbeschreibungen gefunden. |
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Even if the focus is on Rebecca, I found myself looking for George’s part of the story, this man who was evidently in love with Miguel, Miguel, a man who, instead of waiting for George, flew to Mexico, bringing up another family, basically betraying not only George but also his own daughter, Rebecca. Despite this, George is clearly still in love with him, and he is conveying his love into Rebecca, and even on the remaining family that Miguel left, that family that stole Miguel from him.
Tio Jorge is not specifically a bisexual/gay novel, if not for the fact that George is gay; probably to many readers, this will be Rebecca’s story, her discovery journey, and even her own love story, but to me this was George’s story, a man who wanted a family, a lover and sons. I’m true, I blame Miguel, a character that I was not able to empathize with, I didn’t hear his voice, or maybe I didn’t want to listen, cause to my eyes, it appeared that he always opted for the easy way, even when that way was tragically wrong for the ones he loved.
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