The Second Life of Mirielle West: Chapter Sampler
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Snag your early sneak peek at this thought-provoking novel about a silent film star’s wife whose intoxicatingly glamorous life of star-studded Hollywood parties in the Roaring ‘20s comes to an abrupt end when she’s forced onto a train headed to America’s only leper colony. Inspired by the little-known true history of Carville, a Louisiana institution where thousands of Americans were stripped of their rights and involuntarily quarantined throughout the 20th century, Amanda Skenandore weaves an extraordinary story of resilience, hope, and one woman’s journey from stigma to self-worth.
1920s Los Angeles: Socialite Mirielle West’s days are crowded with shopping, luncheons, and prepping for the myriad of glittering parties she attends with her actor husband, Charlie. She’s been too busy to even notice the small patch of pale skin on the back of her hand. Other than an occasional over-indulgence in gin and champagne, which helps to numb the pain of recent tragedy, Mirielle is the picture of health. But her doctor insists on more tests, and Mirielle reluctantly agrees.
The diagnosis—leprosy—is devastating and unthinkable. Changing her name to shield Charlie and their two young children, Mirielle is exiled to rural Louisiana for what she hopes will be a swift cure. But the hospital at the Carville Leprosarium turns out to be as much a prison as a place of healing. Deaths far outnumber the discharges, and many patients have languished for years. Some are badly afflicted, others relatively unscathed. For all, the disease’s stigma is just as insidious as its physical progress.
At first, Mirielle keeps her distance from other residents, unwilling to accept her new reality. Gradually she begins to find both a community and a purpose at Carville, helping the nurses and doctors while eagerly anticipating her return home. But even that wish is tinged with uncertainty. How can she bridge the divide between the woman, wife, and mother she was and the stranger she’s become? And what price is she willing to pay to protect the ones she loves?
Praise for Amanda Skenandore’s Between Earth And Sky
“Intensely emotional . . . Skenandore’s deeply introspective and moving novel will appeal to readers of American history.”
—Publishers Weekly
“Gripping and beautifully written . . . tugs at the heart with its dynamic heroine and unique cast of characters. Though this novel brings alive two historical American eras and settings, the story is achingly modern, universal and important.”
—Karen Harper, New York Times bestselling author
“This luminous novel examines the complex relationship between love and loss, culture and conquest, annihilation and assimilation.”
—Historical Novels Review
Amanda Skenandore
Amanda Skenandore is a historical fiction writer and registered nurse. Her first novel, Between Earth and Sky, won the American Library Association’s Reading List Award for Best Historical Fiction. She lives in Las Vegas, Nevada. Readers can visit her website at www.amandaskenandore.com.
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The Second Life of Mirielle West - Amanda Skenandore
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Chapter One
Los Angeles, California
1926
Such fuss over a little burn. Some salve and a gin rickey, and Mirielle would be right as rain tomorrow. But Charlie had insisted on ringing the doctor. Look how it’s blistered, he said. Off in the nursery, the baby was crying. Mirielle’s head beginning to pound. She didn’t have the energy for another quarrel.
Dr. Carroll had reset Mirielle’s broken arm when she was six. Delivered all three of her children. Cared for her after the—er—accident. So she knew well how to read his expressions. The affable smile he wore when he greeted her in the great room and asked after the baby. The shrewd glance when slipping in a question about her moods.
But his expression upon examining her hand made her insides go numb as if she were sixteen again and trussed up in a corset. The way his lips clamped shut and pushed outward, causing his graying mustache to bunch and bristle. The furrow that deepened between his eyebrows. The slow, deliberate way his features reset themselves.
Mirielle pulled her hand away. She’d seen his face morph that way before. But this was just a little burn. Mirielle wasn’t dying.
The spot on the back of your hand,
he asked. How long has it been there?
She glanced at the pale patch of skin at the base of her thumb. What the devil did this have to do with her burned finger? This little thing? Can’t say I remember.
And when you scalded your finger curling your hair, you didn’t feel any pain?
She shook her head. It was the smell that had alerted her. Like meat in a frying pan. She ought to have let the hairdresser give her a permanent last week when she’d bobbed her hair. Then Mirielle wouldn’t have had to bother with the iron. Or the doctor. It’s just a burn. A trifle. I thought you might prescribe some ointment. Maybe a little whiskey while you’re at it.
Still that serious expression.
She reached out and batted his arm. Oh, come on. That was a joke. You know I can’t stand that cheap medicinal stuff.
He mustered a weak smile while brushing off the sleeve of his jacket where she had touched him. Is your husband home?
"He ran off to the studio. Be glad you missed him. Charlie’s been in a bum mood ever since his last picture. That reviewer at the Times sure did—"
Mirielle.
His eyes fixed her with unsettling intensity. I’d like you to go to County General.
The hospital? Whatever for?
There’s a dermatologist there, Dr. Sullivan. I’d like him to have a look at your hand. Perhaps your driver can—
Of course.
Her insides squeezed all the tighter.
I’d take you myself but…
His steady gaze became skittish.
I’ll ring for the driver as soon as I finish making my hair.
No, best go right away. I’ll telephone ahead so they’ll expect you.
He gave her arm a hesitant pat and forced another smile. Perhaps I should give them an alias when I call.
Mirielle almost laughed. It’d have to be an awfully slow day in the newsroom for anyone to care about her going to the hospital for a silly little burn. But then, maybe Dr. Carrol was right. She and Charlie had been fodder enough for the press these last few years. She drained what remained in her highball and glanced at the framed posters hung about the great room. Every one of her husband’s motion pictures was displayed, from his very first to his latest flop. Tell them to expect a Mrs. Pauline Marvin.
The dilapidated county hospital on Mission Street bustled like a hash house on a Sunday morning. Nurses and orderlies in starched white uniforms scudded from bed to bed in the vast ward beyond the admitting desk.
Miri—er—Pauline Marvin,
she said to the nurse at the desk. I’m here to see some doctor or another. Sullivan, maybe? He’s expecting me.
The woman didn’t look up but waved