…And the Whippoorwill Sang…by Micki Peluso
This book left me breathless. From beginning to end, I was spellbound by this haunting and beautiful memoir by Micki Peluso, written as a beautiful love story to her daughter. This story was a celebration of life in the midst of tragedy. It is a tale of love, laughter, and then many tears as a tight-knit family experiences a wonderful life and then a grievous loss together.
The story begins with the family in the ER at the hospital, reeling from a fateful chain of events. It then quickly moves back in time to the very beginnings of Micki and Butch more than a decade before–from their crazy double matrimony ceremony with her mother, to keeping their new marriage a secret, to Micki being thrust into the role of wife and mother at a very young age.
We are drawn into the fun and crazy patchwork quilt that made up the Pelusos and their friends. Yes, there is a tragedy in the loss of their daughter, but the author has chosen to take out her grief on the written page, and allow us a glimpse into their lives. I am thankful that she has, because the story of Micki, her family and her precious daughter showed us the fragility of life–and truly touched my heart.