I enjoyed this debut novel by Richard Roper, How Not to Die Alone. While Eleanor Brown billed it as "perfect for fans of A Man Called Ove and Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine," I wouldn't say it was quite to that level. Still, I enjoyed contemplating the main character's dilemma. Moreover, his job was intriguing.
I can't summarize better than the inside blurb:
"Andrew's been feeling stuck. For years he's worked a thankless public health job, searching for the next of kin of those who die alone. Luckily, he goes home to a loving family every night. At least, that's what his co-workers believe.
"Then he meets Peggy. A misunderstanding has left Andrew trapped in his own white lie ... when ... Peggy ... makes Andrew feel truly alive for the first time in decades.... Telling Peggy the truth could mean losing everything. For twenty years, Andrew has worked to keep his heart safe, forgetting one important thing: how to live."
What a horrible job, to go into homes where lonely individuals have passed without the world's notice. Andrew is a decent fellow, attending the funerals when nobody else is there to remember these solitary individuals. It made me wonder if non-profit organizations truly exist to meet the needs of lonely individuals who simply need someone to check on them from time to time or give them the benefit of a bit of conversation. Anyone who has ever grappled with loneliness will relate to this novel and cheer for Andrew to make the connections that make life worth living.
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