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This is the perfect book to usher in Fall, thanks to it's them of family and love, and how circumstances can bring us all together
Based on a remarkable true story of Taj Rowland. Seven-year-old Chellamuthu's life is forever changed when he is kidnapped from his village in India, sold to a Christian orphanage, and then adopted by an unsuspecting couple in the United States. It takes months before the boy can speak enough English to tell his parents that he already has a family back in India. Horrified, they try their best to track down his Indian family, but all avenues lead to dead ends. Meanwhile, they simply love him, change his name to Taj, enroll him in school, make him part of their family--and his story might have ended there had it not been for the pestering questions in his head: Who am I? Why was I taken? How do I get home?
More than a decade later, Taj meets Priya, a girl from southern India with surprising ties to his past. Is she the key to unveil the secrets of his childhood or is it too late? And if he does make it back to India, how will he find his family with so few clues? From the best-selling author of The Rent Collector, this is a deeply moving and gripping journey of discovering one's self and the unbreakable family bonds that connect us forever.
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“Wait just a minute,” Taj said, tilting back his head. “Can you back up?”
“To the coconut?”
“Before that. Did you say that family comes . . . from all over?”
“Oh, yes. It’s very important. Daniel said many of his relatives will be there.”
Taj lowered his fork. “Do you know if his parents and siblings are coming from . . .”
Linda finished his sentence. “Singapore? Yes, the entire family.”
Taj straightened, almost laughed. His head lifted. Did angels just begin to sing hallelujah?
“The family will be there!” Taj repeated. By the third time he was shouting with two fists in the air. “THE FAMILY WILL BE THERE!”
Taj pushed himself back from the table, snatched his keys from the counter, and bolted toward the garage door.
“Where are you going?” Linda asked. “What’s the rush?”
“I was begging for an oar, but I just got a motor.”
Her entire face crinkled. “What does that mean?”
The door was already closing. He didn’t have time to explain. He barked his reply, letting it scoot around the door just in time before it slammed shut.
“I’m inviting myself to a milk boiling!”
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