This is AVA, my 2.7 pound Yorkie. After years in a household of men (my husband and I raised two boys), I’d had about as much masculine as I could take. I needed a tiny girl. I needed to be able to comb her hair and place pink bows and cuddle.
PRINCESS AVA SWEETPEA (her nickname) often sits cuddled in my lap while I’m writing. Makes me stretch my arms a bit to reach the keyboard, but worth the effort.
Wouldn’t you agree?
Barrie Graeber has two great kids, a loving husband, and a respected job as a high school counselor in her close-knit community. Without warning, everything unravels when her teenage daughter, Pearl, is betrayed by friends and lashes out.
Nothing prepares this mother for the helplessness that follows when her attempts to steer her daughter back on course fail and Pearl shuts her out . . . or when she discovers the unthinkable about her nemesis, the football coach.
Emotionally riveting and profoundly moving, MOTHER OF PEARL brings us into the heart of a mother bound by an incredible burden, who ultimately finds she must recognize her own vulnerability and learn to trust in something much bigger.