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Love, Sam

Author(s): Linda Rettstatt

Trish Garrity has to find a way to go on after the tragic loss of Samantha Preston, her partner of six years. Trish now has to face the future alone, and she's not sure how to do this. With the help of twelve letters Sam wrote prior to her death, Trisha is guided through the first year of her grief and to a place of self-acceptance and inner strength--strength she'd always thought she drew from Sam.




Excerpt:

The drive to Cleveland tested every nerve in Trish Garritys body. Black clouds gathered over the choppy waters of Lake Erie and heavy rain fell in sheets. She pulled into Phyllis Prestons driveway and sat for a moment while the knots in her neck eased.

Finally, pulling up the hood on her jacket, she ran for the front porch. Phyllis opened the door immediately. Trish, I thought for sure youd cancel your drive over here in this rain.

She met Phyllis gaze. We need to talk.

Stepping back, the older woman pulled the door open wider. Come in. Let me hang your jacket to dry. Ill make tea.

Trish kicked off her wet sneakers and followed Sams mother down a hallway and into the kitchen.

Phyllis picked up the teakettle and filled it from the tap. Her hand shook as she set the kettle on the stove top. I know what youre going to tell me. Ive seen it coming.

Sams coming home day after tomorrow and starting hospice care. The words came out in a rasp.

Phyllis eased into the chair opposite Trish, sighing heavily. Even though weve known it would come to this, it still seems unbelievable. Do you want me to come and stay? Trish shook her head. The doctor said it could be a matter of days or weeks. I wont tell you not to come, but I mean, youre welcome. You know that. Im sure youll want to be with Sam before Her voice trailed off, emotion clogging her throat. She still felt awkward around Sams mother, even though the woman seemed to accept her as a part of Sams life.

Ill wait a few days and give the two of you some time alone. Youre not so far away that I cant drive over for a visit.

Trish nodded. Phyllis, youll have to forgive me if I offend you or make mistakes. I dont know how to do this. I dont know the proper etiquette for watching the person you love the most die. Her voice cracked.

Phyllis reached across the table and held her hand. And I dont know how to let go of my child. Im sure well step all over one another, but our main focus has to be on Sam. That's what is important now.

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ISBN (Print):
ISBN (Electronic): 9781926681740
Genre: Fiction
Date Published: 11/01/2010
Publisher: Champagne Books

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