Most people are familiar with the 12 step program, at least in name if they haven't used it. The program was designed to help recovering addicts (specifically Alcoholics) deal with the stress/addiction which took over their lives. These steps help them gain control and take back their lives from their stress/addiction.
Liz Ashlee's book is a wonderful example of how one person weaves the 12 steps through their life in their words and actions. I hope you will grab your copy today!
Step One: We admitted we were powerless over alcohol-that our lives had become unmanageable.
There are twelve steps in Alcoholics Anonymous and Silas Manning knows all of them by heart. He's been living them since a drunk driving accident resulted in the destruction of three lives. When he meets Rooney Oliver, he quickly realizes you can be addicted to things other than alcohol—you can be addicted to people, too.
Rooney's mother is dying and Rooney feels like she's dying with her. It’s not until Silas comes into their lives that any of them start feeling hope—but Silas isn’t ready to let go of the past or open himself up to a future.
Sometimes the only person who you want to lose is yourself.
“Step Ten. Continued to take personal inventory and when we were wrong, promptly admitted it,” Silas answers after a long gap of silence. His fingers curl around the Tupperware containers he’s holding. His jaw clenches, and his eyes flash with an intensity different from anything else I’ve seen from him.
Sure, before, I could tell he was checking me out, and there was an intensity in his eyes which was blatant lust, but this intensity I can’t describe. It’s almost like he’s grasping desperately at something he can’t seem to reach. I wish he could. I think he needs it.
“I wronged you, Rooney.”
His saying my name makes my heart trip. His voice isn’t allowed to have that power. I need to hate him for the way he treated me, so I can my protect myself. I don’t need any more damage than I’ve already taken. The armor around my heart is about as thin the plastic wrap on these muffins.
I don’t know what else to do but follow him. I sift his words over in my head. The only way he’s wronged me is by being so heartless, but it feels like there’s more to it than that, as if I’m not the only one he’s trying to apologize to. For someone who works so hard to stay distant, maybe he’s the opposite of distant, which is why he’s trying so badly to hide away.
About the Author:
Liz Ashlee is a romance novelist who recently graduated from Northern Kentucky University her B.A. in English and B.S. in Library Informatics. She has been published in Loch Norse Magazine and The Pentangle, and has won the Miller Award for Outstanding Fiction Writing. She currently lives in Independence, Kentucky, with her family and dog-daughter, Hero.
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