John Skoutelas
Savannah, Savannah
language
( Feb. 10, 2015)
Sometimes we find a person or a place that changes our life forever. Ezra Shears found both.
When his best friend/surrogate sister accepts an internship on his behalf, Ezra is forced to travel from dull suburban Ohio to Hilton Head Island, South Carolina the summer before his senior year of high school. A little bit sheltered but a lot hopeful, Ezra discovers beautiful landscapes, advice-dispensing elderly hotel employees (“Life don’t last forever son, take it from a man that’s closer to the end than the start.”), the importance of a perfectly balanced sweet tea, and Savannah. Both a city and a girl, Savannah makes sure Ezra’s life will never be the same again. Told from the perspective of three people (and the occasional text message) looking back on a fateful summer from their youth, Savannah, Savannah takes readers on a hauntingly nostalgic and adventurous journey in search of meaning in the American South.
“And with a smirk that made me feel like I should have gotten her promise in a legally binding written contract, she turned and walked down the sidewalk, away from me and into the city that suddenly seemed like it was named after her.”
When his best friend/surrogate sister accepts an internship on his behalf, Ezra is forced to travel from dull suburban Ohio to Hilton Head Island, South Carolina the summer before his senior year of high school. A little bit sheltered but a lot hopeful, Ezra discovers beautiful landscapes, advice-dispensing elderly hotel employees (“Life don’t last forever son, take it from a man that’s closer to the end than the start.”), the importance of a perfectly balanced sweet tea, and Savannah. Both a city and a girl, Savannah makes sure Ezra’s life will never be the same again. Told from the perspective of three people (and the occasional text message) looking back on a fateful summer from their youth, Savannah, Savannah takes readers on a hauntingly nostalgic and adventurous journey in search of meaning in the American South.
“And with a smirk that made me feel like I should have gotten her promise in a legally binding written contract, she turned and walked down the sidewalk, away from me and into the city that suddenly seemed like it was named after her.”
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