Everyone who walks through his door is carrying something they haven't said out loud yet. So is he.
Chel Ashworth has spent forty years running an antique shop that still bears his late wife's name-mending chipped porcelain, tarnished rings, and the occasional broken clock, one patient repair at a time. He has a gift for it. He has wisdom earned the hard way. And he has one thing on his own desk he has never once let himself look at directly: a photograph, turned face-down, of the daughter he hasn't spoken to in fifteen years.
Over the course of one unforgettable year, four strangers walk into his shop, each carrying something Chel recognizes better than he'd like to admit:
An engaged couple with cold feet and an old ring that needs resetting. A celebrated surgeon and mountaineer haunted by a question about grief that Chel can't honestly answer. An exhausted mother of three, selling her own mother's jewelry just to get by. And, one ordinary afternoon, a fourteen-year-old boy who asks questions he has no business knowing to ask.
Each visitor leaves the shop a little more mended than they arrived.
Chel doesn't-not yet.
The Mending Shop is a quiet, wise, and unexpectedly funny novel about the things we're willing to fix in other people's lives and the one thing we've been too proud to fix in our own. For readers who loved The Storied Life of A. J. Fikry and The Keeper of Lost Things - a story about grief, hope, and the long, imperfect work of finding your way home.