ANGELA’S SONG. Angela ‘Jel’ Cooke is a widow and mother of three who stays busy so as not to have to face the fact that her marriage was damaged and her husband, Devin, died before it could be repaired.Her good friends realize that no amount of home made lasagna, volunteering at church or late night games of Yahtzee can heal Angela from past regrets.When she meets Jack, the teacher of a class she is taking, he challenges her to face her demons. What follows is the poignant, yet often hilarious saga of how Angela overcomes her guilt and learns to love herself and others.
REVIEWSCritical Reviews and Praise for Angela’s Song:"Angela's Song is a compelling story that's sure to grab your heart, make you laugh, and cause you to consider your Catholic faith more deeply. Reading it is a delightful journey and a lesson in life."Sarah Reinhard, author, "A Catholic Mother's Companion to Pregnancy: Walking With Mary From Conception to Baptism""I strongly endorse this book. It is uplifting, faithful, well written and, all in all, an extremely pleasant journey."Val Bianco, author, Sons of Cain"...it takes a skilled writer to pull off a novel written in the first person, present tense, as this author has done. Her writing is smooth and effective, never distracting, and since the events seem to be happening right now, it makes the story more powerful.Angela's Song is a beautiful Catholic romance that is wonderfully inspirational, and readers won't be disappointed."Therese Heckenkamp, author, Past Suspicion
EXCERPT“Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I kissed Jack Bartolomucci, and then I slapped him.”“You slapped him?” he asks, incredulous. Then alarm spreads across his face. Father lowers his voice. “He did something to you that warranted slapping?”“No, he didn’t, really…well, sort of, at least I thought so last night but today I’m not so sure.”Fr. Sean sighs and rubs his forehead. “I’m confused, Jel.”“Okay. Everything he did and said led me to believe he was going to ask me out and I really got my hopes up. But then he told me that, although he wanted to ask me out, he couldn’t because I’m not ready.”“And then you kissed him?”I nod. “And then I slapped him.”