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conversations.value: Do you know a description for a book titled Tears of the Moon about Morissey, Australia's, I>Good with the genre: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction?
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conversations.value: Di Morissey is Australia's most popular woman novelist. Well known as a TV presenter on the original <I>Good Morning Australia,</I> Di has always writtne--working as a journalist and advertising copywriter. She has spent ten years living in Singapore, Thailand, Japan, Washington, D.C., Hawaii, and Guyana before returning hom. Di now lives and writes in Byron Bay, NSW, in between travelling to research her novels.
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conversations.value: Tears of the Moon
  Ah, Jude thought, just the opening she'd been hoping for. "And would my brother-in-law be at the top of that list of exceptions?"
  At the question Brenna's hand jerked, missing the mark and bashing her thumb with the hammer. "Bloody, buggering hell!"
  Brenna hissed air through her teeth as pain radiated and Jude fluttered around her. "No, it's nothing. Clumsy, flaming idiot. My own fault."
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conversations.value: It was a fair and fresh evening, and business was brisk as the wind that tripped in over the sea. Music drew customers, some to listen while they sipped their pints, others to join in on the chorus, and more than a few who found the music pulled them to their feet to dance.
  Despite the fast pace, Shawn found time to pop out now and then. And once, watching Brenna circling the tables in a pretty waltz with old Mr. Riley, he pondered an idea.
  However prettily Brenna could dance, Aidan needed her back behind the bar shortly. He caught her eye, sent her a quick signal. But even as she acknowledged it, he saw her gaze slip past him to Shawn. Even though he was a bystander, Aidan felt the heat of it.
  Well, stand and drink in the kitchen, unless you're after having half the customers raising their eyebrows over the pair of you."
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conversations.value: He spent the rest of his evening alone catching up on paperwork, scanning the faxes that had come in on the machine he'd brought with him, shooting back replies. He treated himself to a beer and stood outside with it in the last of the dying light, listening to the aching silence and watching stars pulse to life.
  Tim Riley, whoever the hell he was, looked to be right. There was no rain coming yet. The foundation he was building would set clean.
  As he turned to go back in, a streak of movement overhead caught his eye. A blur of white and silver across the darkening sky. But when he looked back for it, narrowing his eyes to scan, he saw nothing but stars and the rise of the quarter moon.
  A falling star, he decided. A ghost was one thing, but a flying horse ridden by the prince of the faeries was another entirely.
  But he thought he heard the cheerful lilt of pipes and flutes dance across the silence as he shut the door of the cottage for the night.
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conversations.value: Tears of the Moon
  She and Conrad were about to travel to what they believed was free territory, a lapsed leasehold bought from the government in Perth. They had a dream of clearing the land, building a home, planting crops, raising livestock. The dream did not include the Aborigines or the vagaries of nature in an alien land. It did not acknowledge the chance of failure or the possibility that all trace of their presence could be obliterated as easily as footprints in the sands of the north-west dunes. Yet already the land was perplexing Olivia. It seemed so terribly harsh. The Aborigines, she observed, lived with it, flowing along to where the food, shelter and friends were. They seemed—her thoughts struggled for the right word—comfortable. Yes. That was it, comfortable with the land.
  Olivia sighed. It seemed too big an issue about which she knew very little, but she resolved to learn what she could and wished she could speak the local language. Sitting peacefully in the shade by her child, she watched the men paddle along the shore over the patterns of light on the moving surface of the water. She heard the call of strange birds, felt the humid breeze lift a strand of hair, and absorbed the rhythm of the place while she stoically waited for the return of her husband. She felt no need for anything further in her life at this moment. The sense of oneness was calming and she wondered why she'd never experienced it before in her life.
  He found life full of surprises, delighted in its unpredictability and had decided there was no such thing as coincidences in this world. It was all a matter of recognising a passing possibility of a new direction and boldly grabbing it. As soon as you settled on a plan, those so-called coincidences fell into your path. He was told he had the luck of the Irish, he always said it was a matter of 'jumping off the cliff, knowing without a shadow of a doubt, you'd fly!'
  John Tyndall sometimes marvelled at where life had led him with its joys, sadness and adventures. Apprenticed to a Belfast shipwright the sea had always been in his blood. He'd gone to sea on trawlers as a boy. Being a bright lad, he had learned quickly and had graduated to working on windjammers crossing the Atlantic where he earned his Second Mate's certificate. He was never short of female attention but Tyndall, despite his sea roving life, was shy in his flirtations and hesitant about any serious involvement—which had made him a sitting duck for the ambitions of pretty Amy O'Reilly. She worked as a serving girl in a boarding house and what she lacked in formal education she made up for in streetwise survival tactics and a deep ambition to make something of her life. John Tyndall with his good looks, cheerful disposition and blossoming career presented a chance to break away. She contrived to cross his path and, as she planned, he found her charms and beauty irresistible. Before he knew it, at twenty Tyndall found himself with a pregnant wife who urged him to improve and change their circumstances. He snatched the opportunity to sail to Australia to find what opportunities existed.
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conversations.value: She was holding a tea cup which she carefully put to one side. Holding out a soft hand, she said triumphantly, 'Hello there, Johnny Tyndall.' There was obvious amusement in her expression and she looked more than happy as she took in the striking and handsome man before her. 'You look well. I chose you for your looks and you haven't disappointed me.'
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conversations.value: Holding out a soft hand, she said triumphantly, 'Hello there, Johnny Tyndall.' There was obvious amusement in her expression and she looked more than happy as she took in the striking and handsome man before her. 'You look well. I chose you for your looks and you haven't disappointed me.'
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conversations.value: FROM ONE OF AUSTRALIA'S FINEST STORYTELLERS COMES A CLASSIC LOVE STORY THAT WILL REMAIN IN YOUR HEART FOREVER...
  The Holtens are wealthy austere graziers who have lived on the land for generations. The McBrides are a large and loving shearer's family who are new arrivals in the district.
  When the McBrides' eldest daughter falls in love with the Holtens' only son and heir, the barriers to their love seem overwhelming.
  But in the end, their love triumphs even over tragedy... and hope and joy are their enduring legacy.
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conversations.value: FROM ONE OF AUSTRALIA'S FINEST STORYTELLERS COMES A CLASSIC LOVE STORY THAT WILL REMAIN IN YOUR HEART FOREVER...
  The Holtens are wealthy austere graziers who have lived on the land for generations. The McBrides are a large and loving shearer's family who are new arrivals in the district.
  When the McBrides' eldest daughter falls in love with the Holtens' only son and heir, the barriers to their love seem overwhelming.
  But in the end, their love triumphs even over tragedy...