Excerpt of Waiting for You by Allison Williford

Waiting for you book coverTitle: Waiting for You by Allison Williford
Genre: Women’s Fiction


This day would always be burned into her memory, an ugly brand leaving its scar. 

Losing a loved one to death will always leave a gaping hole in our hearts — something 23-year-old Kylie Lewis knows all too well. But do we allow it to destroy us, leaving us terrified of ever loving again? Or do we force ourselves to pick up the pieces of our shattered hearts and continue with our lives?

Kylie’s quiet, rote life — working as a columnist at the Charleston Herald, hanging out with her best friend, Cat, and downtime with her mother — is soon turned upside down. Cat drags her to a concert, where she meets Adam Bell, an aspiring musician with a history of his own loss. Shortly after, her mother receives a devastating diagnosis of terminal breast cancer.

Stricken with the fear of her inevitable loss, Kylie struggles with her budding relationship with Adam. But with the help of Adam’s empathy, can she learn to grieve her mother without shutting out the world, as she once did after her father’s death? Can she learn to love in spite of her losses?

Waiting for You is a story of loss, grief, and love.

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Monday proved to be a quiet affair at the newsroom for Kylie. Bruce didn’t force his presence, and Amanda even complimented her column. Her spirits were high as she drove home, singing along to the radio. She drummed her fingers along to the beat as she sang, not caring that the drivers around her probably thought she was silly.

After plunking her purse onto the kitchen counter, she made her way into the bedroom to change into sweats. She closed the blinds, blocking out the parking lot lights brighter than the sun at noon, and turned on the stereo.

A muffled melody sounded from the kitchen. Kylie hopped to her feet and rounded the corner to dig through her purse, extracting her phone.

“Hi, Mama,” she chirped.

“Hi, pea.” Her voice was soft with an undertone of worry.

“What’s wrong?” When no immediate reply came, she frowned and began counting a steady beat in the silence. One Mississippi. Two Mississippi. Three Mississippi. Four—

“Well…I had my doctor’s appointment today.” She paused again. One Mississippi. Two Mississippi.


“She found a lump in my left breast. I have to go for a mammogram on Thursday.” Her heart faltered. A lump? Her head spun briefly. She closed her eyes for a moment. Lumps happen. It could be anything. Don’t freak out yet.

“Mama,” she murmured. “I’ll go with you.”

“No, no. It’s okay. I’m fine going by myself. I don’t want to pull you away from work.”

“They’ll survive without me for one day. I can write my column from home, anyway. It’s okay, really,” she said. Sarah’s sigh came through.

“Okay,” she said. “My appointment’s at one at the hospital.”

“Alright, Mama. I’ll pick you up.” She said goodbye and set the phone down harder than she meant. This doesn’t necessarily mean anything.

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