We only learned about our father's girlfriend after he became deathly ill and lay in a coma 120 miles from our home. Dad recovered, but the marriage ailed, as did Linda, with cancer. Our family began to move down an entirely different path with silver linings we wouldn't see for many years. Our family had tilted.
In this candid and compassionate memoir Nicole Harkin describes with an Impressionist's fine eye the evolution of a family that is quirky, independent, uniquely supportive, peculiarly loving and, most of all, marvelously human. Tilting, A Memoir will connect with any reader who had suffered loss.
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