Jenny Lucas swore she'd never go home again. But being told you're dying has a way of changing things.
Years after she left, she and her five-year-old daughter, Isabella, must return to her sleepy North Carolina town to face the ghosts she left behind. They welcome her in the form of her oxygen tank-toting grandmother, her stoic and distant father, and David, Isabella's dad... who doesn't yet know he has a daughter.
As Jenny navigates the rough and unknown waters of her new reality, the unforgettable story that unfolds is a testament to the power of love and its ability to change everything—to heal old hurts, bring new beginnings... even overcome the impossible.
A stunning debut about love and loss from a talented new voice.
The Nightingale and the Rose is an allegorical fable that delves into themes of love, sacrifice, and selfishness. As with all of Oscar Wilde's short stories, it embodies strong moral values and is told with an effervescence akin to that of The 1001 Nights.
It is the tale of a lovestruck student who must provide his lover with a red rose in order to win her heart. A nightingale, overhearing his lament from a solitary oak tree, is filled with sorrow and admiration all at once, and decides to help the poor young man.
She journeys through the night seeking the perfect red rose and finally comes across a rambling rose bush. Alas, the bush has no roses to offer her. However, there is a way to make a red rose, but it comes with grave consequences.
The nightingale must sing the sweetest song for the rose all night and sacrifice her life to produce the crimson rose. Seeing the student in tears, she carries out the ritual, impales herself on the rose-tree's thorn, and her heart's blood stains the rose.
The student takes the rose to the professor's daughter, but she rejects him, for another man has sent her jewels, and "everybody knows that jewels cost far more than flowers." The student angrily throws the rose into the gutter, returns to his study of metaphysics, and decides not to believe in true love anymore.