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I Didn't Slap My Mother Harder
A plain read with plain words, from a plain-spoken woman, who plainly breaks down how she felt and dealt with the lingering pain of loved ones’ death. By no means is it a How-to-book, but for those grasping for an oar to navigate their own boat, it may serve as insight to their own feelings and into the mindset of those surrounding them during their period of grief. No one ever has all the answers when it comes to dealing with grief. Grief is a word that is pronounced very sharply, and ends up with your top row of teeth hooked somewhere over your bottom lip. It looks as if you’re ready to strike, or curse someone with profane words. It is unattractive from every angle, and can have one of the longest shelf lives of any word, in any language. Grief is a word that is experienced, and that is something which has no timetable.
Harder
Caroline still dreams about West. His warm skin, his taut muscles, his hand sliding down her stomach. Then she wakes up and she's back to reality: West is gone. Before he left, he broke her heart. Then, out of the blue, West calls in crisis. A tragedy has hit his family-a family that's already a fractured mess. Caroline knows what she has to do. Without discussion, without stopping to think, she's on a plane, flying to his side to support him in any way he needs. Though they are together once more, things are totally different. West looks edgy, angry at the world. Caroline doesn't fit in. She should be back in Iowa, finalizing her civil suit against the ex-boyfriend who posted their explicit pictures on a revenge porn website. But here she is. Deeply into West, wrapped up in him, in love with him. Still. They fought the odds once. Losing each other was hard. But finding their way back to each other couldn't be harder.
