Recently, a friend was wearing a tee-shirt that said: "What if they're not stars, but holes poked in the top of a container so we can breathe." That weird idea is something to think about today, like this book I'll pick up from the library later:
Widower Luke Driskell didn’t expect to fall in love and marry again so quickly, but Ashley and her daughter (Joy) are special — a quality borne out when Ashley rushes into a burning day-care center to save the children. She is immediately a social media sensation and hero. Then, just as suddenly, Ashley and Joy disappear into the bitterly cold night. Everything he knows about his wife is called into question when she vanished.
With no trace of their whereabouts, Luke begins a panicked investigation. Alarmingly, he can find no proof that the woman he loves even exists. All that's left behind is a hidden stash of fake IDs with different names and different cities, but the same haunted face. The devastated husband has only questions: Who did he marry? What is she hiding? Luke’s cross-country pursuit of the truth soon spins into something more dangerous than he imagined. Because of Ashley’s secrets, finding her could threaten all their lives.
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