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In this charming debut rom-com, a young woman returns home to run her family''s casket business and falls in love with a seemingly perfect stranger. But there''s just one problem...he works for Death. Nora thought she was finished with;Rabbittown, Alabama for good. But an unexpected tragedy turned her life upside down and she''s found herself back in her tiny hometown running;the family casket business.; There aren''t exactly a lot of prospects for a single woman in her 30s in a place like Rabbittown. Until Nora’s ordinary, casket-selling day is interrupted by;a handsome stranger wandering into her shop and asking for directions--as well as a date. Garrett Bishop seems like the ideal guy. He’s thoughtful, he’s kind, and he has a lucrative job as a logistics coordinator, for which he seems to have a passion. She’s not totally sure what “logistics” entails, but she knows it means long hours, lots of travel and urgent calls in the middle of the night.; When;a few of Rabbittown’s residents suddenly pass away--a heart attack here, a car crash there--and Garrett is spotted at the scenes of, well, He''s a "logistics coordinator" for Death.; When Nora discovers the truth, she is unable to reconcile the wonderful man she knows with the unthinkably cruel job he loves. Will she ever be able to understand how he can do what he does, or will she have to lay her best chance at love to rest? <Casket Case< is the;heartfelt;story of a small-town girl who feels surrounded by death--literally and figuratively. This clever, endearing, and romantic;debut explores how love and loss are forever intertwined…but death might not be as scary as it seems.
Auteur
Lauren Evans holds a BA in English from The University of Alabama and an MA in Liberal Studies from The University of North Carolina Wilmington. She now works in higher education in Atlanta and writes in her spare time, whenever her beagle Lucy allows. Casket Case was longlisted for the Cheshire Novel Prize in 2022 and is her debut novel.
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"Nora thought she was finished with Rabbittown, Alabama, for good. But an unexpected tragedy turned her life upside down, and she's found herself back in her tiny hometown running the family casket business. There aren't exactly a lot of prospects for a single woman in her thirties in a place like Rabbittown. Until Nora Clanton's ordinary, casket-selling day is interrupted by a handsome stranger wandering into her shop and asking for directions--as well as a date. Garrett Bishop seems like the ideal guy. He's thoughtful, he's kind, and he has a lucrative job as a logistics coordinator, for which he seems to have a passion. She's not totally sure what "logistics" entails, but she knows it means long hours, lots of travel, and urgent calls in the middle of the night. When a few of Rabbittown's residents suddenly pass away--a heart attack here, a car crash there--and Garrett is spotted at the scenes of, well, all of the deaths, his frustratingly vague job description starts to become increasingly... suspicious. What is it that Garrett actually does for a living? He's a logistics coordinator for Death. When Nora discovers the truth, she is unable to reconcile the wonderful man she knows with the unthinkably cruel job he loves. Will she ever be able to understand how he can do what he does, or will she have to lay her best chance at love to rest?"--
Résumé
**In this warm-hearted debut rom-com, a young woman returns home to run her family’s casket business and falls in love with a seemingly perfect stranger. But there’s just one problem . . . he works for Death.
“A charming, original love story about grief. I loved it.”—Sophie Cousens, New York Times bestselling author of This Time Next Year*
There aren’t exactly a lot of prospects for a single woman in her thirties in a place like Rabbittown. Until Nora Clanton’s ordinary, casket-selling day is interrupted by a handsome stranger wandering into her shop and asking for directions—as well as a date.
Garrett Bishop seems like the ideal guy. He’s thoughtful, he’s kind, and he has a lucrative job as a logistics coordinator, for which he seems to have a passion. She’s not totally sure what “logistics” entails, but she knows it means long hours, lots of travel, and urgent calls in the middle of the night.
When a few of Rabbittown’s residents suddenly pass away—a heart attack here, a car crash there—and Garrett is spotted at the scenes of, well, all of the deaths, his frustratingly vague job description starts to become increasingly . . . suspicious. What is it that Garrett actually does for a living?
He’s a logistics coordinator for Death.
When Nora discovers the truth, she is unable to reconcile the wonderful man she knows with the unthinkably cruel job he loves. Will she ever be able to understand how he can do what he does, or will she have to lay her best chance at love to rest?
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Chapter 1
The bell over the door tolls for Mrs. Atkins, Nora’s first customer of the day. She marches through the showroom, past the dusty model merchandise dying for her attention, for her affection, for the sinking weight of a decaying body.
Mrs. Atkins hefts her designer handbag onto the counter, ready to be assisted. “Lord, Eleanora, you look just like your mother standing back there.”
To be fair, Nora’s mother did spend a lot of time behind that counter. She had helped Nora’s father paint and install the counter after they found it at a yard sale, freshly ripped from someone else’s kitchen to make room for the new and improved. That was the year they painted the walls a blue-tinged eggshell and installed the track lighting to properly show off their new caskets.
“No one wants to buy them if they can’t see them,” Billy Clanton had said.
Anita Clanton wanted to tell her husband that the models were a bad idea, that this was one of the few retail situations where customers did not want to be near the merchandise. She told him the same thing when he brought in urns and cremation jewelry to display.
Nora Clanton doesn’t have an opinion. Not yet anyway.
“How can I help you?” She tries to use her best salesperson tone, but some people don’t have one of those.
“I went to Jim Anderson’s funeral last week,” Mrs. Atkins begins. “And his daughter-in-law, bless her heart, had picked out the ugliest gold casket I’ve ever seen. When I saw it, I knew I had to pick out my own for when the time comes.”
Most customers can describe caskets only in subjective terms. They want it to feel peaceful. They want it to match a personality. They’re worried it will clash with a certain outfit. Jim Anderson’s daughter-in-law thought the gold was a classy touch.
Marilyn Atkins sings soprano in the choir at the First Baptist Church and never misses a Sunday. She’s also healthy as a horse. Some customers are so bothered by the macabre that they choose a casket in the first ten minutes, but not Mrs. Atkins. Nora spends a hefty chunk of her day (one hour and seventeen minutes) point…