Sixteen-year-old Gwendolyn Shepherd [Gwyneth in the English translation] always seems to be
in the shadow of her cousin Charlotte Montrose, just because Charlotte—born the day before
“Gwenny”—is prophesized to be the twelfth and final carrier of a rare time-travel gene
passed down through the centuries. But Gwenny doesn’t mind, as she can’t think of
anything worse than Charlotte’s carefully prescribed upbringing and the prospect of dizzy
spells sending her uncontrollably through time. As the first book of the tightly connected
Edelstein Trilogy, the plot plods through Gwenny’s anxious awakening to
complicated family mysteries and to her feelings for the pompous Gideon de Villiers, aka time
traveler #11.
— Michael Main
Es regnete fürchterlich. Ich hätte besser nicht nur den Regenmantel, sondern auch
Gummistiefel angezogen. Mein Lieblings-Magnolienbaum an der Ecke ließ traurif sein
Blüten hängen. Brevor ich ihn erreicht hatte, war ich schon dreimal in eine Pfütze
getreten. Als ich gerade eine vierte umgehen wollte, riss es mich vollkommen ohne
Vorwarnung von den Beinen. Mein magen fuhr Achterbahn und die Straße verschwamm vor
meinen Augen zu einem grauen Fluss.
It was raining cats and dogs, and I wished I’d put on my wellies. The flowers on my
favorite magnolia tree on the corner were drooping in a melancholy way. Before I reached it,
I’d already splashed through three puddles. Just as I was trying to steer my way around a
fourth, I was swept suddenly off my soggy feet. My stomach flip-flopped, and before my eyes,
the street blurred into a grey river.
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