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From #1 New York Times bestselling author David Baldacci comes a moving family drama about learning to love again after heartbreak and loss.
It's almost Christmas, but there is no joy in the house of terminally ill Jack and his family. With only a short time left to live, he spends his last days preparing to say goodbye to his devoted wife, Lizzie, and their three children. Then, unthinkably, tragedy strikes again: Lizzie is killed in a car accident. With no one able to care for them, the children are separated from each other and sent to live with family members around the country. Just when all seems lost, Jack begins to recover in a miraculous turn of events. He rises from what should have been his deathbed, determined to bring his fractured family back together. Struggling to rebuild their lives after Lizzie's death, he reunites everyone at Lizzie's childhood home on the oceanfront in South Carolina. And there, over one unforgettable summer, Jack will begin to learn to love again, and he and his children will learn how to become a family once more.
explained that. Remember? I told you that story about being in the army? About taking your time and being prepared for every eventuality.” “That’s crap!” “What?” “In case you hadn’t figured it out, this isn’t the army, Dad. This is about family.” “I did all that to make sure we could be a family,” he shot back. “A family? You don’t have a clue what to do with us. Admit it. You’re not Mom.” “I know I’m not, believe me. But you two were always arguing.” “That doesn’t mean I didn’t appreciate
poor because he was so weak, but his thoughts were clear. Eventually there would be seven of these letters. One for each day of the last week of his life, the date neatly printed at the top of the page—or as neatly as Jack’s trembling hand could manage. Each letter began with “Dear Lizzie,” and ended with “Love, Jack.” In the body of the letter he did his best to convey to his wife all that he felt for her. That though he would no longer be alive, he would always be there for her. These letters,
you. Or your dad.” They strolled along the sand. Mikki took her flip-flops off and carried them in one hand. Her free hand touched Blake’s, and he wrapped one of his fingers around one of hers. At first she pulled back, but a moment later they were holding hands. They reached an isolated section of beach where tall dunes were covered with lush, tangled vegetation. Blake said, “I guess we better head on back.” “Okay.” He turned to her. She faced him. “This was nice,” she said. “Not just
half the time, and it’s the hardest, most exasperating job you can ever have. But the payoff is also the biggest.” “Does it get easier?” “Truthfully, some parts of it do, only to be replaced by other parts that are actually harder.” Jenna gripped his shoulder. “Time, Jack. Time. And little steps. You nearly died. You lost the woman you love. You’ve moved to a different town. That’s a lot.” “Thanks, Jenna. I needed to hear all this.” “Always ready to give advice, even if most of it is wrong.”
the crowd?” “Big. With our families smack in the middle.” When Mikki turned back around, Tiffany stood there wearing a short white robe. Mikki eyed her. “Saving the debut of the skimpy for the crowd?” “My daddy always said you don’t give it away for free, sweetie.” She looked Mikki up and down. “But then if you don’t have anything somebody wants, I guess you have to give it away.” Mikki smirked. “Wow, that’s really deep. So do you do flaming batons?” Tiffany looked at her like she was