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Today’s feature is a review book called Tears and Tequila, by Linda Schreyer and Jo-Ann Lautman.
Beginning: All she could see was the emptiness.
No flowers bloomed beside the gray stones. No weeping willows reached down to caress the ground. The trees were bare. The sky was gray. The air held a mix of cold and snow.
56: (And a portion of p. 55)
“Joey, ” Daniel called. She looked over. He was striding toward her, looking frazzled. “I’m glad you’re still here. I’ve called everyone I can think of. I can’t find anyone to lead Grief Group tonight. So I thought of you.” He talked to her through the open passenger window.
Joey eyed him, stunned. “Me? Why?”
“You said you minored in psych, co-led groups with a psychiatrist, and worked in hospice. You’re a natural.”
“I’m not a grief counselor,” Joey said with indignation.
Blurb: Joey Lerner has been running, from place to place and job to job. Now, at 32, she’s running from her home in New York City, where the last surviving member of her family has died, to Los Angeles, where she hopes to start over. Never one to follow the rules or take the obvious path, and thanks to her grandfather’s hands-on training, Joey gets herself hired as the ‘handyperson’ at a funky community center owned by an Australian surfer. Soon, the job of leading a Grief Group of young widows and widowers falls into her lap. The problem is – Joey hasn’t yet healed from her own losses. Over the next nine months Joey and the Grief Group journey from death to life, together and alone. Along the way, Joey discovers the work she was born to do.
Tears and Tequila is a story of love, loss, friendship, courage and, most of all, renewal; it tells of the healing that happens when you become part of a community in which everybody is missing someone.
Yeah, I excerpted more than two or three sentences, but I wanted to get to the end of a thought. What do you think? Does it grab you? I hope you’ll stop by and share your thoughts.