“Your Spring Gate books got me through a year of caregiving and the death of my mother. When she was on hospice, we read the entire series together. Even the steamy parts. It was exactly the kind of escape we both needed and led to some of the most meaningful conversations we’d had as mother and daughter.” “That’s…amazing. Thank you,” I managed. Relief. Gratitude. Empathy. Hope. They were all in a wrestling match in my throat. “It meant a lot to me,” she said.
