Twentysomething Kate Davis can't seem to get this grieving-widow thing right. She's supposed to put on a brave face and get on with her life, right? Instead she's camped out on her living room floor, unwashed, unkempt, and unable to sleepabecause her husband, Kevin, keeps talking to her. Is she losing her mind? Kate's attempts to find the source of the voice she hears are both humorous and humiliating, as she turns first to an qeclectically spiritualq counselor, then a shrink with a bad toupee, a mean-spirited exorcist, and finally group therapy. There she meets Jack, the warmhearted, unconventional pastor of a ramshackle church, and at last the voice subsides. But when she stumbles upon a secret Kevin was keeping, Kate's fragile hold on the present threatens to implode under the weight of the past . . . and Kevin begins to shout. Will the voice ever stop? Kate must confront her grief to find the grace to go on, in this tender, quirky story about second chances.Being out, driving, seeing things other than my own four walls felt good. I put the car in ... I lock the front door and scurry to the caramy car, a green Ford Focus, perfect for bombing around town in. ... Hea#39;s used to driving a manual transmission .
|Title||:||Talking to the Dead|
|Publisher||:||David C Cook - 2010-01-01|