There Are No Rules for This

A Novel

People like Feeney Simms don’t die by suicide. Beautiful, charismatic, mother of two, wife to a handsome, successful husband, beloved by her friends—this is not the typical picture of a tortured soul. But one summer night, Feeney drives to the beach and swallows a handful of pills. No note, no explanation, nothing. Like that, she’s gone.

Faced with this loss, Ali, Max, and Liddy, Feeney’s closest friends, are left reeling, grappling with the devastating cocktail of grief, guilt, and anger that’s left in the wake of a suicide. In a desperate attempt to avoid further loss, the three women make the unorthodox (and very Feeney-like) decision to hold their own funerals while they are still alive—and the experience changes each of them in ways they couldn’t have imagined.

©2023 JJ Elliott (P)2023 JJ Elliott

The shockwaves that a suicide creates for those left behind!

It made me think of all the beautiful friendships I’ve had over my lifetime & wish we were still as close. But, it also made me very sad.

So right on about grief- there are no rules!

I wish I could be friends with the ladies-such great characters. This book would make a great movie (hint-hint Reese Witherspoon) ❤️