April 25 is the 115th day of the year (116th in leap years) in the Gregorian calendar. There are 250 days remaining until the end of the year.
In the Woods is a 2007 mystery novel by Tana French about a pair of Irish detectives and their investigation of the murder of a twelve year old girl. The novel won several awards such as the 2008 Edgar Award for Best First Novel By An American Author, the 2008 Barry Award for Best First Novel, the 2008 Macavity Award for Best First Mystery Novel, and the 2008 Anthony Award for Best First Novel.
Twenty years prior to the novel's events, twelve year-old Adam and his two best friends failed to come home after playing in the familiar woods bordering their Irish housing estate. A search is called by the families, and the police find Adam shivering, clawing the bark of a nearby tree, blood on his shoes and slash marks on his back. He is unable to tell them what happened or where his friends are. His amnesia holds to the present day, where he goes by his middle name, Rob, to avoid the attention of the media to his famous case. His friends were never found.
The plot of the novel circles around the murder of a twelve year old girl, Katy Devlin, whose case Rob and his partner Cassie Maddox are given to investigate. The body is found in the same woods where Rob’s friends disappeared, at an archeological dig site, and the coincidence is enough to make Rob nervous, though he insists to his partner that he is fine.
Joseph Farah (born July 6, 1954) is an American author, journalist and editor-in-chief of the conservative website WorldNetDaily (WND).
Farah was born in Paterson, New Jersey, on July 6, 1954, to parents of Syrian and Lebanese ancestry. His father was a schoolteacher. He graduated from William Paterson University, in Wayne, New Jersey with a B.A. in Communications. He is married to Elizabeth Farah and is a highly conservative evangelical Christian.
Farah worked for six years as executive news editor at the Los Angeles Herald Examiner. On July 22, 1990, Farah became editor of the Sacramento Union. The paper had been losing up to $3 million annually, and in early 1990 it was purchased from Richard Mellon Scaife by Daniel Benvenuti Jr. and David Kassis. Farah and the paper's owners envisioned the paper as a conservative alternative to the Sacramento Bee. "We just thought the way to go was to be unabashedly conservative in our approach," explained Farah to the Washington Post. Among other things, Farah convinced Rush Limbaugh to write a daily column, which ran on "Page 1."
I'm so glad to see you..delighted that you came
I swear you haven't changed
I called you to tell you, I'm coming home in seven days
In a word it's all arranged
I've been so lonely since I lost my mind, and my patience is wearin' thin
But I feel lucky when I think of you, and how I'll see your face again
EVERYTHING IS FINE-APRIL 29
TRY TO BE ON TIME-APRIL 29
I used to be fearful, of the voice inside my head
And all the foolish things it said
Oh, tell me you'll be there-It would be just like old times
April 29
I've been so lonely since I lost my mind, and my patience is wearin' thin
But I feel lucky when I think of you, and how I'll see your face again
(CHORUS)
Unlock the door and...throw away the key
The sun is shining-We're finally free
I've been so lonely since I lost my mind, and my patience is wearin' thin
But I feel lucky when I think of you, and how I'll see your face again
(CHORUS 2x)
I'm so glad to see you
Delighted that you came
I swear you haven't changed
I called you to tell you
I'm coming home in seven days
In a word it's all arranged
I've been so lonely since I lost my mind
And my patience is wearin' thin
But I feel lucky when I think of you
And now I'll see your face again
Everything is fine, April twenty-nine
Try to be on time, April twenty-nine
I used to be fearful
Of the voice inside my head
And all the foolish things it said
Oh, tell me you'll be there
It would be just like old times
April twenty-nine
I've been so lonely since I lost my mind
And my patience is wearin' thin
But I feel lucky when I think of you
And now I'll see your face again
Everything is fine, April twenty-nine
Try to be on time, April twenty-nine
(La la la la)
Unlock the door and throw away the key
(La la la la, la la la la)
The sun is shining, we're finally free
(La la la la, la la la la)
I've been so lonely since I lost my mind
And my patience is wearin' thin
But I feel lucky when I think of you
And now I'll see your face again
Everything is fine, April twenty-nine
I'll try to be on time, April twenty-nine
Everything is fine, April twenty-nine
I'II try to be on time, April twenty-nine
Try to be on time, April twenty-nine
Such a perfect time to echo softly
With blisters in my eyes, she will never try to stop me
(Lying on her side, next to the silent smell of autumn trees)
She will never know
No she will never look to me
Such a perfect time to echo softly
With blisters in my eyes, she will never try to stop me
(Lying on her side, next to the silent smell of autumn trees)
She will never know
She will never look to me
Stolen, this baby, screams "somebody save me!"
Stolen, this baby, screams "somebody save me!"
Stolen, this baby, screams "somebody save me!"
Stolen, this baby, screams "somebody save me!"
Such a perfect time to echo softly
With blisters in my eyes, she will never try to stop me
(Lying on her side, next to the silent smell of autumn trees)
She will never know
She will never look to me
Such a perfect time to echo softly
With blisters in my eyes, she will never try to stop me
(Lying on her side, next to the silent smell of autumn trees)
She will never know
She will never look to me
Well, I have a feeling that its said and done...
and I never thought that they would ruin all my fun
Well, I have a feeling that its said and done... (that its said and done.)
and I never thought that they would ruin all my fun (they would ruin all my fun)
She looks at me as if I have no tongue to speak...
But I know that in it's twilight she will see
She looks at me as if I have no tongue to speak...
But I know that in it's twilight she will see
All the rays will burn her eyes
All the rays will burn her eyes
All the rays will burn her eyes
All the rays
Such a perfect time to echo softly
With blisters in my eyes, she will never try to stop me
(Lying on her side, next to the silent smell of autumn trees)
She will never know
She will never look to me
Such a perfect time to echo softly
With blisters in my eyes, she will never try to stop me
(Lying on her side, next to the silent smell of autumn trees)
She will never know