Hawkes Harbor - Hardcover

S.E. Hinton

Hardcover

ISBN 10: 1405051302 ISBN 13: 9781405051309

Publisher: Tor, 2005

Synopsis

An orphan and a bastard, Jamie Sommers grew up knowing he had no hope of heaven. Conceived in adultery and born in sin, Jamie was destined to repeat the sins of his parents - or so the nuns told him...And he proved them right. Taking to sea, Jamie sought out danger and adventure in exotic ports all over the world as a smuggler, gunrunner - and murderer. Tough enough to handle anything, he's survived foreign prisons, pirates, and a shark attack. But in the quiet seaside town of Hawkes Harbor in Delaware, Jamie discovers something that is enough to drive him insane - and change his life forever. For it is in Hawkes Harbor that Jamie comes face to face with the ultimate evil... 'A rousing read...This is a contemporary Treasure Island with a genre-bending twist' Publishers Weekly

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The author of The Outsiders, That Was Then, This is Now, Rumble Fish and Tex, S. E. Hinton is acclaimed as one of the most provocative and bestselling young adult authors of all time. She lives in her home town of Tulsa, Oklahoma.

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Hawkes Harbor
InterviewTerrace View Asylum, DelawareJANUARY 1967"So, Jamie, you've had a few weeks to adjust to Terrace View. How do you like it so far?"Dr. McDevitt looked at the young man seated in front of his desk. A small, well-built young man who might have been handsome had it not been for his gauntness, the listlessness of his posture, the shadows around his shifting eyes.He kept wringing his hands together."It's okay," Jamie answered, not looking up.Dr. McDevitt wasn't insulted at Jamie's shrug, implying awell-run sanitarium wasn't any better than that state institutional hellhole, Eastern State, where he'd been for the last few months. Right now the young man probably couldn't tell one place from another. After all, he only recently could remember his name. And the brutal way he had been transferred here ... Dr. McDevitt was sure it had set his progress back for weeks."Grenville Hawkes asked that you be placed here. Do you remember Grenville Hawkes?"Jamie shook his head."You used to work for him--he wanted to make sure you received the best treatment. Do you remember working for Grenville Hawkes, back in Hawkes Harbor?"Dr. McDevitt thought he discerned a small flinch in Jamie's posture, but there was no change in tone, as he said, "No."Dr. McDevitt glanced across the scanty medical report. Some doctor from Eastern State, who forgot to sign his name, had made a note that this was one of the worst cases of depression he'd ever tried to treat--it was no doubt a major cause of the amnesia. In the beginning, the patient would wake having no memory of the day before, would literally forget his own name by afternoon. Some memory of his early life was now returning, the report stated.Not much to go on, but Eastern State was a place of housing, not treatment.Dr. McDevitt wished he had more background. Jamie had been transferred here abruptly, at the insistence of Louisa Kahne. Her grandfather Johnas Kahne had founded and still technically ruled Terrace View. (The commonly held view, and joke, was that the esteemed Dr. Kahne wanted to make sure his progeny had a place to live; and out of all his swarm of eccentric descendants,this granddaughter was perhaps the most likely candidate.)"Money is no problem," Louisa had insisted when she called demanding a room. "A favor for a friend of mine, Grenville Hawkes. Jamie'll be arriving some day this week. Yes, yes, I know, you're not accustomed to patients from the criminally insane ward at Eastern State, but crazy is crazy, after all."No other instructions. Only a short note, and the deposit from Grenville Hawkes, followed in the mail. 
 
Dr. McDevitt had decided to treat him on his own. There were no other instructions, recommendations. Apparently his benefactors were content if he'd just sit here, abandoned like some stray dropped off at a shelter. Jamie had seemed to respond to Dr. McDevitt well and from the first ... .Dr. McDevitt still remembered the horrible beginning of Jamie Sommers's stay at Terrace View. It had gone to his heart when the young man turned to him."Dr. McDevitt, the new patient's here. James Sommers.""Is Miss Kahne showing him to his room?""No, Miss Kahne's not with him. He's in a police car. He won't get out. And the officer is getting threatening."Dr. McDevitt ran outside with Nurse Whiting. Yes, it was a police car. And an officer trying to talk sports with Lee. The attendant looked grim. No one without compassion was allowed to work at Terrace View."Hey, you want to get this nutcase outta my patrol car?" was the officer's greeting to the doctor. "I can't get Nurse Nancy here to help haul him."Dr. McDevitt went to the car. The back doors were open, no one visible. He leaned in. Jamie Sommers was seated on the floor, headdown. Dear God, they'd put him in a straitjacket. There were shackles on his ankles. There was no mention of violence on his hospital record."Mr. Sommers," he said.Jamie slowly raised his head. Young, thin, unshaven, dirty. And madness in his eyes."If you'll let me help you out, I'll remove your restraints. I'm sure they must be painful."The man was still recovering from some very serious physical injuries. Louisa had attempted to gloss over that fact, but Jamie's medical records had preceded his arrival."Captain Harvard?" Jamie said uncertainly. He looked puzzled, hopeful."May I help you?""Sure," Jamie said. It was the last time he spoke for several days. 
 
He was improving, now. He slept on his bed, not under it. He startled far too easily, but jumped, no longer screamed. Still suffered from night terrors. He was terrified of most of the attendants (Eastern State could take credit for a lot of that, the doctor suspected) but let Nurse Whiting trim his hair. He was settled enough in his new surroundings for a first session.Dr. McDevitt looked over the report once more.Interesting case, a kind they rarely got at Terrace View. A criminal, apparently (Dr. McDevitt had a copy of Jamie's police record as well as his medical reports), shot during a suspected kidnapping.Dr. McDevitt winced as he read about the three bullets being surgically removed--God knew what kind of treatment Jamie'd received after leaving Hawkes Harbor Hospital for EasternState. The doctor had heard stories about the infirmary there."Well, Jamie, my records show you are twenty-five years of age?""Sounds right.""Raised in St. Catherine's Orphanage, Bronx, attended Billingsworth High, Bronx, three years in the navy ..."Dr. McDevitt paused--but Jamie didn't confirm any of it. Eastern State had suggested Jamie's memory of his early life was returning, but Jamie had given no indication of this other than knowing his name.He watched with interest as Jamie's eyes went to the window. Dr. McDevitt had chosen this time of day for the interview with reason.Jamie shifted in his chair, looked around for a clock, gripped his hands together, wiped them on his pants.Twenty-five. Dr. McDevitt would have guessed him slightly older--sun had burned lines into his face, pain had stamped dark circles under his eyes."Did you like the navy?""Liked getting my third mate's papers. They're real handy.""It gives no reason for your early discharge.""I got sick of taking orders.""There's no report of any discipline problem on your previous hospital record.""Don't want no trouble." Jamie slumped down again. His eyes went back to the window. He swallowed."You know what time it is?" he asked."Sixish. Your former employer, Mr. Hawkes, gave us a glowing report, and assured us he still believed you innocent of any wrongdoing."Jamie looked confused."I'm referring to your ... mishap with the Hawkes Harbor police.""I didn't hurt anybody." Jamie's voice rose. "I know he shot me, but he didn't need to, I wasn't hurting anybody.""It's all right, Jamie," Dr. McDevitt said. "All criminal charges have been dropped."There had been no evidence with which to charge him.In fact, when the doctor looked at the report, his first thought was to wonder why the lawman had thought it worthwhile to gun down an unarmed man on a mere suspicion.Must have been a slow day in Hawkes Harbor."You don't remember the shooting? Or what led up to it?""I remember waking up after." Jamie rubbed his eyes with the heel of his hand.That was on the report--prone to severe mood swings, cried easily, bouts of hysteria ..."It really hurt," he explained. He looked at the windows. "It's getting dark. Usually, I get a pill about now ...""Of course. In just a moment."The medical report emphasized the patient's extreme distress at twilight--unless heavily sedated he would not sleep at all at night. And even then, was subject to violent nightmares. And all that had certainly been borne out during these first few weeks at Terrace View."That's an interesting scar you have there.""W-w-what?" Jamie went white. He clamped his left hand over his throat. "There ain't nothin' there.""I mean the one that looks like a burn? From your shoulder down to your elbow."Jamie pushed up the short sleeve of his white T-shirt to look,exposing a tattoo of a well-endowed mermaid on his bicep. And to Dr. McDevitt's total surprise, Jamie laughed."Hey, that? Shark got me. Got another scar at the same time. From my ass to the back of my knee.""A shark bit you?""Hell no, my arm would be gone if it'd bit me. It was a twelve-foot tiger. No, it just rubbed me good. Maybe it was a lady shark, like Kell said ... they got hide worse than sandpaper. Took all the skin right off.""And you find this shark attack humorous?""Well, the pirates thought it was funny, that's the important thing. And I thought ol' Kell was going to bust a gut laughing. Said he'd never seen anyone swim so fast."Dr. McDevitt sighed. There had been no mention in his records of these fantasies ... ."The pirates?" he inquired."Yeah, we were in the Andamans, smuggling rubies out of Burma ... ." Seeing the doctor's puzzled look, Jamie added politely, "The Andaman Sea, south of the Bay of Bengal--west of Bangkok? East of Sri Lanka?"He appeared to be slightly shocked at the doctor's lack of geography. Then he looked at the window. The sunlight had disappeared."I think maybe I better get ...

About this edition

• Publisher: Tor
• Publication date: 2005
• ISBN 10: 1405051302
• ISBN 13: 9781405051309
• Binding: Hardcover