Tatiana and Alexander (The Bridge to Holy Cross) PDF
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Tatiana and Alexander A Novel Paullina Simons Once again for my grandfather and grandmother, ninety-eight and ninety-four, who still plant cucumbers and grow flowers and live happily ever after, and for our good friend Anatoly Studenkov, still as ever left behind in Russia, who does not. And in the moonlight’s pallid glamour Rides high upon the charging brute Head held high ’mid echoing clamour The Bronze Horseman in pursuit. And all through that long night no matter What road the frantic wretch might take There would pound with ponderous clatter The Bronze Horseman in his wake. —Aleksandr Pushkin Contents Epigraph Prologue Book One The Second America Chapter One IN THE DARK EVENING, in a small fishing village that… Chapter Two TATIANA STUMBLED OUT OF bed and walked to the window. Chapter Three MATTHEW SAYERS APPEARED BY Alexander’s bed at around one in… Chapter Four TATIANA TRIED TO READ to improve her English while she… Chapter Five THEY CAME FOR HIM a few hours into the night. Chapter Six TATIANA WAS SITTING BY the window, holding her two-week-old baby… Chapter Seven HE HEARD VOICES OUTSIDE, and the door opened. Chapter Eight EDWARD CAME IN TO check on Tatiana in the middle… Chapter Nine WHEN ALEXANDER OPENED HIS eyes—did he open them?—it was still… Chapter Ten THERE WAS SOMETHING UNDENIABLY comforting about living and working at… Chapter Eleven JULY HAD GONE BY, and August, too, and September. Seven… Chapter Twelve “MAJOR!” Chapter Thirteen FINALLY, ON A SUNDAY in late October, Tatiana agreed to… Chapter Fourteen SLONKO WAS DEAD, BUT nothing was resolved about Alexander’s fate. Chapter Fifteen ALEXANDER WAS ESCORTED TO the rear of the current front,… Chapter Sixteen ALEXANDER CALLED OUSPENSKY INTO his tent. “Lieutenant, what’s wrong with… Chapter Seventeen TATIANA AND ANTHONY WERE invited to spend Christmas Eve with… Chapter Eighteen THE SOVIET MEN WERE still dying at Sinyavino, and the… Chapter Nineteen THE ROOM IS STARK white. The curtains, white, barely move. Chapter Twenty LAZAREVO—EVEN THE NAME itself was reminiscent of myth, of legend,… Chapter Twenty-One TATIANA COULDN’T LEAVE ALEXANDER’S medal alone. Couldn’t leave Orbeli alone. Chapter Twenty-Two THEY HAD STOPPED NEAR the woods in eastern Poland and… Book Two The Bridge to Holy Cross Chapter Twenty-Three IN LUBLIN, ALEXANDER’S TROOPS rested and liked it so much… Chapter Twenty-Four “WHERE ARE WE GOING?” Vikki said. “And why? I don’t… Chapter Twenty-Five DEEP IN THE DENSE thick forest of the mountains, a… Chapter Twenty-Six EDWARD LUDLOW CAME THROUGH the double doors of the hospital… Chapter Twenty-Seven ALEXANDER SLEPT, SITTING UP against the tree with Pasha’s head… Chapter Twenty-Eight ON NEW YEAR’S DAY, Tatiana went across the bay with… Chapter Twenty-Nine PERHAPS THEY WERE RIGHT in what they said about Colditz. Chapter Thirty IN APRIL THE AMERICANS and Russians swarmed over Germany, and… Chapter Thirty-One THE AMERICANS LIBERATED COLDITZ in April after three days of… Chapter Thirty-Two ON THE LOWER EAST Side, Tatiana, Vikki, and Anthony were… Chapter Thirty-Three THE TRAIN WAS STOPPED, once, twice, fifteen times along the… Chapter Thirty-Four TATIANA AGREED TO GO to dinner with Edward. Vikki looked… Chapter Thirty-Five ALEXANDER DIDN’T KNOW WHAT month it was when the train… Chapter Thirty-Six TATIANA WAS PUTTING ANTHONY to bed when he suddenly said,… Chapter Thirty-Seven NEW YEAR’S DAY. TATIANA, as usual, went ice skating in… Chapter Thirty-Eight “COME ON, LET’S GO out,” Vikki said petulantly. “What are… Book Three
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