An effervescent millennial coming-of-age novel about a woman who spirals after she pulls the death card during a tarot reading and writes cringe-worthy confessional letters to her closest friends and family in anticipation of her imminent demiseā¦ only she doesnāt die.
Everyone knows the death card in a tarot reading isnāt a literal death sentence. Well, everyone except Becky.
Becky is not doing well. Her dreaded thirtieth birthday is looming, and she canāt help thinking sheās falling behind in life. Her (smug) friends are all planning weddings, buying houses, or starting their own businesses, but not Becky. She still lives with her mom, hates her job, doesnāt speak to her father, andādespite numerous datesāhasnāt moved on from her ex-boyfriend. Things canāt get much worse.
Becky doesnāt believe in the arcane, but armed with a gift card and a desperate need for guidance, she visits a tarot readerā¦ who tells her sheās going to die. Convinced sheās a goner and panicked about having done nothing with her life, Becky finally takes action. She writes a series of letters to the people she loves unloading all the things sheās been holding back. And she waits.
But in the morning, sheās not dead. And worse, the mail is already reaching peopleās doorsteps. Will the letters be the wake-up call Becky needs, or just the next step in a never-ending downward spiral?
With sparkling wit and compassionate insight, Chloe Seager chronicles Beckyās ups and downs as she figures out how she wants to show up in lifeāfor herself and for the people she loves.
