It is the story of someone that did not know his destiny, but followed it with unfaltering step, bound to me, not by vows or paper, but in the name of the trust that was the best part of his nature. It is a story of the one that taught me to love, even as he occasionally barfed on my carpet. It is simply the tale of a black Labrador retriever named Barkley. It was the beginning I never anticipated; belief that there were no limits that made tragedy inevitable, a gentle nuzzle that made the walls fall away, and the pull of the leash into the day's infinitude. It was an ending I did not expect; a leash laid across the chair, an empty bed, a glass tipped over, spilling the blood of wine. The noise that empty rooms make is as clear as tears. In between, there are the stories, of friends, of joy and dog hair, of a small pink ball with feet known as Mr. Squeaky, which became my mortal enemy at dawn, as I tried to sleep. There are tales of the great "bacon incident" and how I know more about how to clean carpet than should be allowed by law. There are words that twist and turn in the shade of an ancient tree, a sonnet to an old dog, who lies between the bones of poets, to be unearthed as he releases me to remember. - From the Book of Barkley

    So much so, until she often neglects taking care of herself. Her husband and children mean everything to her, so she makes sure everything is moving smoothly. Until… She’s rocked with news about her health and can no longer be there be-all. But she finds that when she needs support, she rarely gets it, putting a strain on her marriage. Her children are young, and they help as much as they physically can, but she longs for her husband’s affection and tenderness. Having to cope with her illness on her own and deal with her husband’s stubbornness and thoughtless actions is pushing Nel to her breaking point.Easton Bridges has been searching for the woman that he can put on a pedestal and love for life. After a day of scrolling social media, he runs across a profile for someone that used to be his best friend. Nelsondra Allison. While they hadn’t talked in years, he’d missed her. Although they were friends in high school, he’d secretly wanted more. He initiates contact, hoping that she would give him her time… even if it’s only to rekindle their friendship. Seeing that she’s married, he realizes that he’d missed his opportunity. But when he sees her out with her family, he knows that he has to rescue her.This situation isn’t an easy one for Nelsondra, despite Easton’s suggestion that it should be. Making changes in her life will come at a cost, but to who? Easton is determined to be there for her no matter what she chooses to do, if only he could convince her to let him.