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Disappearing Earth by Julia Phillips Read Online (FREE)

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Disappearing Earth by Julia Phillips read online

Originally published: May 14, 2019
Author: Julia Phillips
Page count: 272
Publisher: Alfred A. Knopf
Genres: Mystery, Thriller, Suspense, Psychological Fiction
Nominations: National Book Award for Fiction

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PRINCIPAL CHARACTERS

THE GOLOSOVSKY FAMILY

Marina Alexandrovna, a journalist in the city of Petropavlovsk-Kamchatsky

Alyona, her older daughter

Sophia, her younger daughter

THE SOLODIKOV FAMILY

Alla Innokentevna, head of a cultural center in the village of Esso

Natalia, called Natasha, her oldest daughter

Denis, her middle child and only son

Lilia, her youngest daughter

Revmira, her second cousin, a nurse

Lev and Yulia, called Yulka, Natasha’s children

THE ADUKANOV FAMILY

Ksenia, called Ksyusha, a university student

Sergei, called Chegga, her brother, a photographer

Ruslan, Ksyusha’s boyfriend

Nadezhda, called Nadia, Chegga’s girlfriend

Ludmila, called Mila, Nadia’s daughter

 

THE RYAKHOVSKY FAMILY

Nikolai Danilovich, called Kolya, a police detective

Zoya, his wife, on maternity leave from her work at a national park

Alexandra, called Sasha, their baby

Oksana, a researcher at the volcanological institute

Maxim, called Max, a researcher at the volcanological institute

Ekaterina, called Katya, a customs officer for the city’s maritime container port

Yevgeny Pavlovich Kulik, the major general of the Kamchatka police force

Anfisa, an administrative assistant for the police

Valentina Nikolaevna, an office administrator for a city elementary school

Diana, Valentina Nikolaevna’s daughter

Lada, a receptionist at a city hotel

Olga, called Olya, a schoolgirl

AUGUST

Sophia, sandals off, was standing at the water’s edge. The bay snuck up to swallow her toes. Gray salt water over bright skin. “Don’t go out any farther,” Alyona said.

The water receded. Alyona could see, under her sister’s feet, the pebbles breaking the curves of Sophia’s arches, the sweep of grit left by little waves. Sophia bent to roll up her pant legs, and her ponytail flipped over the top of her head. Her calves showed flaking streaks of blood from scratched mosquito bites. Alyona knew from the firm line of her sister’s spine that Sophia was refusing to listen.

“You better not,” Alyona said.

Sophia stood to face the water. It was calm, barely touched by ripples that made the bay look like a sheet of hammered tin. The current got stronger as it pulled into the Pacific, leaving Russia behind for open ocean, but here it was domesticated. It belonged to them. Hands propped on narrow hips, Sophia surveyed it, the width of the bay, the mountains on the horizon, the white lights of the military installation on the opposite shore.

The gravel under the sisters was made of chips from bigger stones. Alyona leaned against a block the size of a hiking backpack, and a meter behind her was the crumbling cliff face of St. Nicholas Hill. Water on one side, rock wall on the other, they had walked along the coast this afternoon until they found this patch, free of bottles or feathers, to settle. When seagulls landed nearby, Alyona chased them away with a wave of her arm. The whole summer had been cool, drizzly, but this August afternoon was warm enough to wear short sleeves.