by Tam D. Matthews
Chris Peters had a life she'd spent decades building — a gallery, a partner, a future she thought was solid ground. Then David took it all, and at fifty-eight, she found herself starting over with nothing but a suitcase and a shattered sense of who she was.
She didn't plan to end up in Costa Rica. She didn't plan on the ocean air slowly loosening something in her chest, or on a community of misfits and dreamers pulling her into their lives, or on a man on a motorcycle with a surfboard strapped to the side, offering a kind of ease she'd forgotten how to feel.
Rebuilding isn't the same as returning to who you were. It's messier, braver, and — if you let it — more honest. In a small coastal town where the sunsets refuse to be ignored, Chris begins to paint again, to trust again, and to discover that losing everything might have been the only way to find herself.
A luminous novel of reinvention for anyone who's ever wondered what's left of them when the life they built falls apart — and dared to build something truer in its place.