“And so, we come to the end.”
How does one contemplate a well-lived life?
Several weeks ago, I looked up at my well-loved books on my bookshelf as I contemplated my own life with cancer, and wondered why I was holding on to my old Dr. Seuss books that I no longer read. I also reflected on some of my other children’s books that seemed to be collecting dust. And, I looked at my husband, and I said, “I think it is time for these books to find a new home where they can be loved again.” He smiled at me, and knew that I had made my decision.
We decided to give them to some dear friends of ours that have a one-year-old. We believed eventually her time would come where she would cherish the books in her life-time. And, in the meantime, her parents would love reading these cherished books to her. I felt a happy sigh that I was letting go of something I loved and giving them to people that we adored who would appreciate them as much as we did.
Why do I share this personal story? Because as I began this book, I could feel the sadness and emptiness of loss that happens when the collection of things occur after one passes, especially when no one cares about the “things” that may have meant something to the person that once loved them. And, I didn’t want that to be my story.
But here it clearly was…
“Mr. McGlew’s life arrives in a black bin bag packed by a stranger.”
“Do you happen to know the first name of Mr. McGlew?” I ask, taking out a donation form.
“…I think it was bud.”
We soon learn that it is Eddie who is observing and asking this question. He is our protagonist who volunteers at the charity shop where the donations of Mr. McGlew’s things are being dropped off.
Eddie is 90 years old. Eddie is compassionate, observant, caring and curious. And, as readers we feel his awareness of the aloneness of those who are left with no one who cared for them upon their passing. Eddie is acutely sad for those individuals even if he never met them. And, he watches as Mr. McGlew’s things are divvied out into various piles for dissemination – to be sold, recycled, or thrown out. But we also see that there is an Eddie pile. That will soon become part of an Eddie shelf.
An Eddie shelf is special. On this shelf, Eddie considers the “better evidence of a love that never wavered.” As an example, it could be letters, or a list, or pressed wedding flowers, or a box of photographs, or a wedding certificate, among many things. It will always be something that is a memory that conveys love. Because Eddie Winston is looking for love. (Hence: the title of the book!)
And, the more I read, the more in love I became with Eddie. Each time a character enters the charity shop readers can feel the emotions that Eddie feels. And, wonder what drove the donations that the shop is receiving. Because Eddie senses these things acutely. And, as readers, we can’t help but be right there with him.
Like when the girl with the pink hair with the red eyes named Bella, dropped off a box of donations. Eddie knew something was terribly wrong about this particular box of things. And, as he sorted through the box it was only right for him to come to this conclusion…
“I will keep them safe, until she’s ready to come back.”
I’m only on page 17, readers! Pass the Kleenex please!
By page 20, Eddie knew he had a mission. Part of his collection includes a series of love letters and poems written by Mr. McGlew. And, in this particular case, these letters of love to someone named Elsie were never sent, but they were addressed to her. So, Eddie decides to contact Elsie, in hopes that she will respond. Will she respond? Why did Mr. McGlew never send the letters in the first place? What door is Eddie opening here?
With Eddie’s many good deeds and “love” collections, mysteries abound. Leaving readers anxious to learn more.
But wait. We turn more pages and readers are now in 1954 meeting Bridie Brennan. Will we also learn Eddie’s backstory, too? And as we do, will we ever understand what happened?
As readers weave back and forth in time, more is revealed.
And, each time readers are thrust back into the present we can’t help but wonder if, even at 90 years young, is it possible for Eddie to find a long-lasting love for the rest of his life, too?
This book truly is a love story like no other. It is sensitively felt, poignant, thoughtful, delightful, heart-full, joyous, heart-breaking, heart-warming, and elegantly written with memorable, multi-layered characters. Readers will be taken on a journey. A journey filled with love. Buckle up, readers. And, bring your Kleenex.
Could this possibly be my favorite book of 2025 already?