About
the Book
Title: Waiting for You
Title: Waiting for You
Author:
Allison Williford
Genre:
Women’s Fiction
This
day would always be burned into her memory, an ugly brand leaving its
scar.
Losing a loved one to death will always leave a gaping hole in our hearts — something 23-year-old Kylie Lewis knows all too well. But do we allow it to destroy us, leaving us terrified of ever loving again? Or do we force ourselves to pick up the pieces of our shattered hearts and continue with our lives?
Kylie’s quiet, rote life — working as a columnist at the Charleston Herald, hanging out with her best friend, Cat, and downtime with her mother — is soon turned upside down. Cat drags her to a concert, where she meets Adam Bell, an aspiring musician with a history of his own loss. Shortly after, her mother receives a devastating diagnosis of terminal breast cancer.
Stricken with the fear of her inevitable loss, Kylie struggles with her budding relationship with Adam. But with the help of Adam’s empathy, can she learn to grieve her mother without shutting out the world, as she once did after her father’s death? Can she learn to love in spite of her losses?
Waiting for You is a story of loss, grief, and love.
Losing a loved one to death will always leave a gaping hole in our hearts — something 23-year-old Kylie Lewis knows all too well. But do we allow it to destroy us, leaving us terrified of ever loving again? Or do we force ourselves to pick up the pieces of our shattered hearts and continue with our lives?
Kylie’s quiet, rote life — working as a columnist at the Charleston Herald, hanging out with her best friend, Cat, and downtime with her mother — is soon turned upside down. Cat drags her to a concert, where she meets Adam Bell, an aspiring musician with a history of his own loss. Shortly after, her mother receives a devastating diagnosis of terminal breast cancer.
Stricken with the fear of her inevitable loss, Kylie struggles with her budding relationship with Adam. But with the help of Adam’s empathy, can she learn to grieve her mother without shutting out the world, as she once did after her father’s death? Can she learn to love in spite of her losses?
Waiting for You is a story of loss, grief, and love.
Author
Bio
Allison
Williford is a Women's Fiction author, blogger, and all around nerd.
She is the owner and operator of The Sentranced Writer, a blog
dedicated to helping other writers.
Originally from upstate New York, she now lives in coastal North Carolina with her husband and their dog, Wilson. In addition to writing, Allison is a mental illness awareness and suicide prevention advocate.
When not glued to her writing or with her nose in a book, Allison enjoys free time at the beach, boogie boarding, copious amounts of coffee, romps in the yard with her dog, and also saying hello to every dog she meets.
Originally from upstate New York, she now lives in coastal North Carolina with her husband and their dog, Wilson. In addition to writing, Allison is a mental illness awareness and suicide prevention advocate.
When not glued to her writing or with her nose in a book, Allison enjoys free time at the beach, boogie boarding, copious amounts of coffee, romps in the yard with her dog, and also saying hello to every dog she meets.
Links
Author
blog: http://thesentrancedwriter.com
Book
Excerpts
“Mama!” she
called, almost desperately and panic-stricken.
“In the bathroom.”
Her voice was muffled from behind the bathroom door.
“Mama,” Kylie
said as she rushed through the door to find her mother kneeling on
the bathroom floor, clutching her stomach, and knelt beside her.
“The morphine
pills,” she gasped. “Please, get them.”
Kylie jumped up and
stumbled through the hallway and into the kitchen. There were so many
different prescription bottles on the kitchen counter — she knocked
a few of them over in haste, scrambling to pick them up as they
rattled while rolling. She tried to glance at each one to find the
morphine, but her vision blurred with fear. Instead, she filled a
glass of water, grabbed all the bottles, and rushed back to the
bathroom and dropped them on the floor.
“Here,” she
cried, fumbling to hand her the correct bottle. Sarah’s hands shook
as she twisted the cap open, took the water from her, and gulped a
pill down.
“I think I have
kidney stones,” she moaned, clutching her stomach again as she
leaned against the tub. Her eyes were fearful.
“Mama, shouldn’t
we call the doctor?”
“No, no, I’m sure
they’ll pass.” Her voice was soft, her eyes closed. “I’ll be
fine, really.”
“Come on, let’s
put you to bed.” Kylie rose, offered her hands, and eased her
mother to her feet. Still hunched over in pain, she shuffled to the
full-sized bed and eased herself onto it as Kylie pulled back the
covers. “Get some rest, Mama. I’ll just be in the living room.”
She leaned down and kissed her mother’s cheek.
After
fixing herself a mug of steaming tea, Kylie sunk into the sofa and
leaned her head back. It was true; her mother, her only parent, her
only living family member was dying. She could no longer deny that
fact. She could no longer pretend life still had any sort of
normalcy. Death hovered over her, ticking away the hours of each day
until he could finally claim Sarah Lewis. In
all reality, she may be nearing end-of-life. The
hospice nurse’s words were ringing in her ears. She had been right.
Kylie set her mug down on the coffee table and cradled her head in
her hands. The tears began to flow freely into her palms, and she
fought them for a few minutes before completely letting go and
breaking down into quiet sobs.
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