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I'd buy this book for my mom, share it with my niece, read it just for the easy warmth of spending a few hours with it. There is nothing staggering here - no language, no murder or mayhem, nothing to offend. Nothing to dazzle either, but that's not why you read a book like this. You read Where Angels Go for the same reason you eat pie or sit by a fire - for the yumminess.
This is the story of three prayers offered just before Christmas, one from a husband who is preparing to die and wants his wife to be okay when he's gone, one from a mother who wants her daughter to be able to move on with her life after a divorce, and one from a little boy who desperately wants a dog, although his family can't afford to care for one. Three angel assistants are assigned to these prayers. The angels' names are Shirley, Goodness and Mercy. Don't you love that?
These stories are tender, fall off the bone tender. It wasn't a book that made me cry, just smile quietly and feel grateful. And after having the pleasure of meeting Debbie MacComber at Richard Paul Evan's latest Book and Author Luncheon to benefit the Christmas Box House, I am even more pleased to recommend her latest bestseller - Where Angels Go.
