Tom Richards is lucky he didn’t die—but maybe he should have. When he wakes up in a strange room in a city he doesn’t recognize, all he can recall are two bottles of whiskey and the open road. But after rifling through his car to find his phone, the first thing he does is head straight for a bottle of vodka. He’s never had blackouts like this before. Why are they getting worse? As he starts to piece together the previous night, he realizes that maybe, just maybe, it’s finally time to get some help.

First, he meets Zoey, a beautiful woman at the local diner who offers to pay for his meal. Then there’s Judy, a chic real estate agent—hell, maybe he should put down roots in this strange new town and buy a house. But starting over isn’t easy. His ex-wife Kay and his daughter Kelly are waiting to hear from him back in San Francisco. When Tom calls them after a DUI, they couldn’t be more pissed. Then there’s Stewart, Zoey’s big brother, who’s ready to do whatever it takes to protect his little sister. And every corner Tom turns, there’s a shiny new bar—and his father’s face, gasping for air, at the bottom of every bottle.

“FACING THE PAST” is a 65,000-word inspirational tale about an alcoholic who looks unflinchingly at his demons and the darkness that comes with a bottle.