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The passions of Chelsea Kane
Delinsky, Barbara.
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First William Morrow edition.
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New York : William Morrow, 2003.

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421 pages ; 24 cm
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An enthralling and unforgettable story of a woman's search for her past, The Passions of Chelsea Kane is a beloved classic from New York Times bestselling author Barbara Delinsky.

After the death of her beloved adoptive mother, thirty-six-year-old Chelsea Kane is consumed by the need to learn the truth about her birth parents. Taking a break from her successful architecture career, she arrives in the New Hampshire town where she was born, determined to find answers, her only clue a tarnished silver key that was bequeathed to her after her mother's passing.

One of her first discoveries, however, is something quite unexpected: the irresistible Judd Street. Buoyed by love and resolution, Chelsea slowly begins to uncover the dark mystery of her past. But as she inches closer to the truth, she realizes that someone is trying to stop her, and will go to any lengths to prevent her from finding answers. The danger escalates until one terrifying night when all secrets are laid bare.

Full of danger, intrigue, and love, The Passions of Chelsea Kane is a riveting and heartfelt story that can only be told by master storyteller Barbara Delinsky.

Author Notes

Barbara Delinsky was born on August 9, 1945 in suburban Boston. She received a B.A. in psychology from Tufts University and an M.A. in sociology from Boston College. After graduate school, she worked as a researcher with the Massachusetts Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children. After her first child was born, she worked as a photographer and reporter for the Belmont Herald.

She has written more than 60 novels including Shades of Grace, Coast Road, While My Sister Sleeps and Not My Daughter. Some of her novels have been made into television movies including Three Wishes starring Valerie Bertinelli and A Woman's Place starring Lorraine Bracco. She wrote the nonfiction book Uplift: Secrets from the Sisterhood of Breast Cancer Survivors. She has also written under the pen names Bonnie Drake and Billie Douglass.

Barbara's novels, Blueprints and Sweet Salt Air, made the New York Times bestseller list in 2015.

(Bowker Author Biography) Barbara Delinsky lives in Massachusetts.

(Publisher Provided) Since the 1980s, Barbara Delinsky has published more than sixty novels including, most recently, "The Vineyard", "Lake News", "Coast Road", "Three Wishes", "More Than Friends", & "Suddenly". Published in seventeen languages worldwide, her books regularly appear on "The New York Times", "The Wall Street Journal", "The Washington Post", "The Boston Globe", & "Publishers Weekly" bestseller lists. Born & raised in suburban Boston, Delinsky lives in Needham, Massachusetts.

(Publisher Provided) Barbara Delinsky has a B.A. in psychology from Tufts University and an M.A. in sociology from Boston College. Her bestselling novels include "Coast Road", which featured a heroine who was a breast cancer survivor. She serves on the Massachusetts General Hospital Women's Cancer Visiting Committee.

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Publisher's Weekly Review

The clues to the identity of the heroine in this contemporary romance can be obvious and heavy-handed, but the variety of characters Delinsky ( A Woman Betrayed) presents provides ample entertainment. Mystery surrounds the birth of Chelsea Kane. Adopted by the Kanes, she knows only that she was born in Norwich Notch, a small New Hampshire town. An architect, Chelsea gains her first uncertain foothold in Norwich Notch by buying into its largest business, a financially troubled granite company. Locals resent Chelsea's intrusive presence, but two who take to her are Hunter Love (in a friendly sort of way) and ``stunningly male'' Judd Streeter (passionately). Someone who obviously doesn't take to her, however, scares her with late-night telephone calls and torches her barn. Chelsea's efforts to earn a place in the community and in Judd's heart are endangered when she learns she is pregnant. Judd is not the father, and Notch residents disapprove of unwed mothers. In this small-town romance Delinsky refreshingly takes the opportunity to poke fun at social snobbery and moral hypocrisy. (Apr.) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved

Library Journal Review

Adopted Chelsea goes looking for her biological mother, in the process bumping into the undeniably handsome Judd Street. (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.



The Passions of Chelsea Kane Chapter One From the plush comfort of the velvet love seat that had been brought into the library for the occasion, Chelsea Kane studied the blond-haired, blue-eyed, beak-nosed members of her mother's family and decided that wherever she was from herself, it had to be better stock than this. She detested the arrogance and greed she saw before her. With Abby barely cold in her grave, they had been fighting over who would get what. As for Chelsea, all she wanted was Abby. But Abby was gone. Bowing her head, she listened to the whisper of the January wind, the hiss of a Mahler murmur, the snap of her father's pocket watch, the rustle of papers on the desk. In time she focused on the carpet. It was an Aubusson, elegantly subtle in pale blues and browns. "This carpet is your father," Abby had always declared in her inimitably buoyant British way, and indeed Kevin was elegantly subtle. Whether he loved the carpet as Abby had remained to be seen. Things like that were hard to tell with him. He wasn't an outwardly demonstrative man. Even now, when Chelsea raised her eyes to his face in search of comfort, she found none. His expression was as heartrendingly somber as the dark suit he wore. Though he shared the love seat with her, he was distanced by his own grief. It had been that way since Abby's death five days before. Chelsea wanted to slide closer and take his hand; but she didn't dare. She was a trespasser on the landscape of his grief. He might welcome her, or he might not. Empty as she was feeling, she couldn't risk the rejection. Finally ready, Graham Fritts, Abby's attorney and the executor of her estate, raised the first of his papers. "'The following are the last wishes of Abigail Mahler Kane ...'" Chelsea let the words pass her by. They were a grim reminder of what was all too raw, an extension of the elegantly carved coffin, the minister's well-meaning words, and the dozens of yellow roses that should have been poignantly beautiful but were simply and dreadfully sad. Chelsea hadn't wanted the will read so soon, but Graham had succumbed to the pressure of the Mahlers, who had come to Baltimore from great distances for the funeral and didn't want to have to come again. Kevin hadn't argued. He rarely took on the clan. It wasn't that he was weak; he was an eminently capable person. But where he championed select causes at work, there his store of fire ended, rendering him nonconfrontational at home. Abby had understood that. She had been as compassionate as compassionate ever was, Chelsea realized, and let her thoughts drift. She remembered Abby bathing her in Epsom salts when she had chicken pox, ordering gallons of Chelsea's favorite black cherry ice cream when the braces went on her teeth, excitedly sending copies to all their friends when a drawing of Chelsea's won first prize in a local art show, scolding her when she double-pierced her ears. More recently, when Abby's system had started to deteriorate, as was typical of long-term polio victims, the tables had been turned, with Chelsea doing the bathing, doting, praising, and scolding, and she had been grateful for the opportunity. Abby had given her so much. To be able to give something back was a gift, particularly knowing, as increasingly they both had, that Abby's time was short. "'... this house and the one in Newport I bequeath to my husband, Kevin Kane, along with ...'" Houses, cars, stocks, and bonds, Kevin didn't need any of those things. He was a successful neurosurgeon, drawing a top salary from the hospital and augmenting it with a lucrative private practice. He had been the one to provide for Chelsea's everyday needs, and he had insisted that it be that way. Abby had taken care of the extras. Often over the years Chelsea had wished she hadn't, for it had only fostered resentment among the clan. Abby's brothers and sisters had felt it wrong that a Mahler trust should be established for Chelsea, who had no Mahler blood. But Abby had been insistent that Chelsea, as her daughter, was to be treated like every other Mahler grandchild. So she had been, technically at least. She had a trust in her name that provided her with sufficient interest to live quite nicely even if she chose never to work. "'... to my daughter, Chelsea Kane, I leave ...'" Chelsea was an architect. At thirty-six she was one of three partners in a firm that was landing plum jobs up and down the East Coast. Moreover, she had personally invested in a well-chosen few of those projects, which meant that her profits were compounded. She lived quite nicely on what she earned. For that reason, perhaps, the accumulation of assets had never been of great interest to her, which was why she barely listened to what Graham read. She didn't want to inherit anything from her mother, didn't want to acknowledge that the woman was dead. Her aunts and uncles didn't seem to have that problem. Trying to look blasé, they sat with their blond heads straight and their hands folded with artful nonchalance in their laps. Only the tension around those pointy noses and their ever-alert blue eyes betrayed them. "'... to my brother Malcolm Mahler, I leave ...'" Malcolm got the yacht, Michael the Packard, Elizabeth the two Thoroughbreds, Anne the Aspen condo. Still they waited while Graham read on. "'As for the rubies ...'" The rubies. Only then did it occur to Chelsea that that was what her aunts and uncles had been waiting for, not that any of them lacked for jewels -- or yachts, or cars, or horses -- but the rubies were special ... The Passions of Chelsea Kane . Copyright © by Barbara Delinsky. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold. Excerpted from The Passions of Chelsea Kane by Barbara Delinsky All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.

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