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About the Author

Michelle Hodkin grew up in Florida, went to college in New York, and studied law in Michigan. She is the author of the Mara Dyer trilogy, including The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer, The Evolution of Mara Dyer, and The Retribution of Mara Dyer. Visit her online at MichelleHodkin.com.

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The Reckoning of Noah Shaw 1 MY TRAGIC HEROINE THE DAY STELLA JUMPED, THE day Mara left, her grandmother turned up in a white dress and a black car and told me to get in if I wanted to save her. She looks so much like Mara. Or rather, she looks like someone Mara’ll look like someday, a living, breathing perversion of her. The shadow of laughter behind her eyes when something amuses her but she won’t share. When Mara closes her eyes to search for just the right word, she closes hers as well. The shape of Mara’s mouth when she’s hiding a secret behind her lips is the shape her grandmother’s takes, too. The first thing I asked her wasn’t how she was alive or why, but— “What shall I call you?” She sits beside me, looking straight ahead, but I see her smile in profile. “I told you my name.” “I can’t call you . . .” “Mara?” She finishes for me. “Why not?” Because her name sticks in my throat. Because the sound of it might kill me. “It was my name first,” she says. Her voice snaps me back to attention, to this moment, facing this not-Mara beside me. “Fine,” I say. “Your family name, then.” “Which one?” Her eyes are quick, laughing. “If you don’t give me a name, I’ll choose one for you myself,” I say. She arches an eyebrow. “Go on, then.” My thoughts are furred, though, and even as I try and think the name Mara, I’m hardly able to get past the first letter. “M,” I say. One of her hands reaches for the collar of her white silk dress. She rubs the fabric with her thumb and studies me. “Good choice,” she says eventually. Her stare is bold, unflinching, and as the silence stretches between us, I feel more exposed, more raw. “Why are you here?” She blinks, once. “I told you. I need your help.” A matter of life and death, she said. Someone we both love. “Right. That got me in the car,” I concede. “But I’ll need more if you want me to stay.” She watches me, unnaturally still and calm. “You have questions.” “You have no idea.” That cryptic, smug smile again. “I have some idea.” It helps, her smiling like that. It’s harder to be awed by someone so irritating. “Your family thinks you’re dead,” I say. “Yes.” “Mara saw it.” Not strictly true, but it catches M’s attention. “What did she say?” I reach back through the door in my mind, the one I closed on Mara minutes or hours ago, God knows which, wincing in anticipation of the memory of her voice, and hear— Nothing. Silence. M waits. This is what I remember instead: my father’s ghastly Florida mansion. An unused sitting room with furniture draped in drop cloths. Mara’s tentative, shaking hands lifting a soft, crude little doll between two pinched fingers, then tossing it forcefully into a fire. The smell of burning hair. The curl of singed paper. That was what we thought was left of Mara’s grandmother—that doll, the pendant sewn inside of it, and the ashes of her suicide note. The note Mara saw—remembered—M writing. I look at her grandmother now and consider, not for the first time, that I might be well and truly mad. Maybe something broke in me the moment Mara left. Maybe it broke before. It’s a strange and unfamiliar sensation, not knowing whether to trust your own mind. Not knowing if your own senses are betraying you. I never quite got what it was like for Mara, when we met. Never quite understood why she’d wanted me to keep that journal, writing about her, for her, when she thought she was losing her mind. Losing herself. I’m beginning to get it now. M watches me expectantly, head tilted, a fall of black hair curling on her left shoulder. “Mara said you killed yourself when she was three days old,” I manage to say. “That is what her mother believes, and so that is what she was told.” Told? “No. Mara saw you. She remembered—” Everything. Mara remembered everything, and she recounted it in extraordinary detail. The scents of the village her grandmother had lived in as a girl. The hushed voice of an older girl sitting beside her, sewing her a friend. My own memory of that day plays like a silent film in my mind; Mara desperate for answers, Mara desperate for my help. Mara’s face open and earnest and trusting— The memory stings, and I shy away from it. “Did you come back?” I ask stupidly, filling the silence to drown out my thoughts. “From . . . ?” “Did you die?” “Not yet.” A start. “How old are you, then?” “How old do I look?” she asks, amused. Mara and I did the maths once, back when I’d found a photograph of my mother at Cambridge, with M standing beside her. My mother couldn’t have been more than twenty-one, twenty-two perhaps. The woman sitting beside me looks exactly the same. “I don’t know,” I say casually. “Thirties, I suppose?” She tips her head, acknowledging. “Thirty-six.” “How long have you been thirty-six?” “A while.” She grins, light and teasing. “Cute,” I say. The car hits a pothole, reminding me that we’re being driven somewhere. Which begs the question— “Where are we going?” I glance out the window, but all I see is city, still, and traffic. M doesn’t answer right away. When I turn around, her expression’s shifted again, into something blank and unreadable. And then she says, “Home.”

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Product details

Series: The Shaw Confessions (Book 2)

Hardcover: 400 pages

Publisher: Simon & Schuster Books for Young Readers (November 13, 2018)

Language: English

ISBN-10: 1481456466

ISBN-13: 978-1481456463

Product Dimensions:

5.5 x 1.2 x 8.2 inches

Shipping Weight: 1 pounds (View shipping rates and policies)

Average Customer Review:

4.0 out of 5 stars

20 customer reviews

Amazon Best Sellers Rank:

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*spoilers for The Becoming Of Noah Shaw*I’m going to cut to the chase here; I really wish that we had never gotten this continuation to Noah and Mara’s story. In so many ways I feel like it has ruined what made that original trilogy great. And while I’ll forever love Noah and Mara because of that original trilogy, both of them have been a bit tainted by these new books and I’m forever going to be sad over it.Look here’s the thing. Absolutely nothing happens in this book. Literally Noah and Goose just wander around getting drunk and what not and then every now and then there’s an info dump. I think we were supposed to believe they were being led places by other forces, but to the reader it was just a lot of Noah and Goose doing random crap and its tedious. There’s minimal plot if any and I never know what’s going on. And not in the good way from the first trilogy, I’m just annoyed and confused a lot. Also the fact that Noah and Mara had to break up at the end of the first book still annoys me. It didn’t need to happen and I think this book is weaker because Mara is so absent. Like why is she even on the cover?!?! She’s barely a part of this, other than Noah’s pining and then being mad at her. And then that damn ending. A whole book and nothing happens and then the last few pages throw in this ridiculous twist that somehow made me angrier than Noah and Mara’s breakup at the end of the first book. I’m already dreading how it’s going to play out in the next book. Which, yes I’ll read, because I’ve come this far and at this point I’m hoping and praying the last book will fix all this nonsense that was done to one of my favorite couples.One thing I did like though was getting to see some of The Retribution Of Mara Dyer from Noah’s point of view. He was gone for so much of that book and I’ve always wondered what he was up to, so I very much enjoyed that piece of the book and it made me wish that instead of this trilogy we had gotten a Noah POV book from the original trilogy instead. And even though I’m annoyed with him right now, I do still love Noah and I hope he comes around and I hope Mara shows up soon and puts an end to this nonsense going on. Cause really, if Mara was around right now things would be going a lot differently and Noah wouldn’t have been herded so easily.All in all, The Reckoning Of Noah Shaw and I have some real issues. I just really wish we had left that first fantastic trilogy alone. It had such a good ending and was such a ride and now I’m just perpetually sad.

I was going to buy this at Barnes and Nobles for close to $20!! Getting it here for $13 was such a deal! I got it as a gift for my boyfriend's sister and she loved it. It was brand new, crisp, and has that new book smell. Loved it (and she says the story itself is super good so far and she recommends it)

I loved it. And now I have a massive book hangover. There's a cliff hanger that gutted me - even if I sorta saw it coming. Ugh book twos are so painful!

Honestly just need this series to be over so i can stop being curious. Nothing will ever beat the original series

best book yet!

Great book

*A LITTLE SPOILERY FOR BOOK FOUR*I'm giving this one three because in theory, i hated this one less than the last one. Hate could be a strong word. It was very frustrating reading this book as well as book four, guessing everything that would happen. So many old school tropes were used that it was the worst kind of flashback to my high school days. I literally guessed every single beat, and i hate that. The characters motivations make literally no sense to me. I've heard the author state a million times that she made Noah specifically to be someone who would love Mara for who she was, and when he finally understands who she is, he breaks up with her. Then i have to spend this whole book listening to him pine, and Mara is in it for like a page at the end (not including flashbacks). I wanted more than anything to love this book. the first three meant so much to me when i was a teenager. But it's like Mara is acting the way she was just because the plot needed it, and it was like who she was didnt matter anymore, because this thing NEEDED to happen in the story. So now i get a second trilogy with these characters i deeply love, none of them acting like themselves or even together. She made Mara a heartless monster because of PLOT, and she made Noah have a problem with it because of PLOT. I dont see why this story needed to be told. It could have been so much fun, having these sarcastic and broken kids fighting together against something. Instead, there's all this forced angst when we already had three books of angst. This series should have grown with the characters--let the characters grow--and grew with it's readers, who are made up of a lot of teens who are now adults. it's not giving anyone an arc, and there's so little plot to this book. I wish if the author just wanted to keep playing with these characters, she would have found a better way to do it. like one where they act like themselves or are, ya know, even in the same room once in a while.

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