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It is only a fever that won't go down, isn't it?
Our doctor shook his head. "...We did everything possible to save him. I held him in my arms when he took his last breath. Carly, I'm so sorry."
Settling in beside my Bob, I held his cooling hand and asked the two words spoken many times during our years together. "Now what?" This time there was no response. I was on my own for the first time. When my fingers touched his wedding ring, I slipped it off and held it in my fist. The gold band was warm. I clung to him. "Come back to me, dearest."
Sometimes what you wish for is more than you can live with.
This was a unique paranormal tale with so many twists and turns, sub-plots, and fantastic characters. The book was written in first person point of view, which gave Carly, the main character, a fresh voice to tell her story. It was easy to experience the highs and lows of Carly's life. Throughout the story, she experiences the death of a loved one, ghosts, birth of grandbabies, heartbreak, newfound freedom and an exciting new job. I actually shivered when the scary moments came along and I jumped for joy for Carly when good things happened for her. I was held to the pages with deep anxiety wanting to know what happens next (that's a good thing). In this tale of a woman in her fifties, I never did guess the ending - another good thing. I hate it when I guess the ending during the first few chapters of a book. Charmaine Gordon, the author, did a wonderful job.
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Overview
It was 2:30 a.m. when the phone rang. I fumbled for it, my heart starting a race toward bad news. Our doctor's voice urged me to hurry. I crammed into clothes as if I expected this call.It is only a fever that won't go down, isn't it?
Our doctor shook his head. "...We did everything possible to save him. I held him in my arms when he took his last breath. Carly, I'm so sorry."
Settling in beside my Bob, I held his cooling hand and asked the two words spoken many times during our years together. "Now what?" This time there was no response. I was on my own for the first time. When my fingers touched his wedding ring, I ...