title: What Happens When a Loved One Dies?: Our First Talk About Death (Just Enough)
author:  Dr. Jillian Roberts 
description: PreS-Gr 2This title about the hows and whys of death is a necessary addition to any children's collection. Roberts does a commendable job providing answers for the practical questions surrounding death ("What happens when someone dies?. That person's body stops working") and the spiritual ("Where does that person go?. Many cultures believe that a person is made up of both a body and a soul"). Roberts chooses to forgo a formal narrative style, instead opting for a question and answer format. This allows for the introduction of different and diverse families into the narrative. Colorful illustrations focus on the many emotions and traditions of grieving, giving young readers opportunities to make textual and visual connections. VERDICT Because of the lack of materials on death and grieving in many children's collections, this title is highly recommended for purchase.Paige Mellinger, Gwinnett County Public Libraries, Lillburn, GA
zlib_text: “YOU’RE ALIVE!” CARO BLURTED.
  Caro scrambled back, away from the body. She could feel wet muck
  sliding down her shorts and didn’t care. Wet snakes could be sliding
  down her shorts and she wouldn’t care. The body on the floor ... she
  cared about that.
  “Oh, gross! ” Jana cried.
  “Another body,” Lynn gasped.
  “Dana’s been a busy girl,” Todd said. “Where’s my lighter?”
  “You dropped it on my back,” the body said, rolling over and sitting
  up. The four of them screamed in unison. “Ow!  Not so loud ... my
  head ...”
  “You’re alive! ” Caro blurted. It was the first thing they taught in her
  nursing courses: determine if your patient is living or dead.
  “U nfortunately, yes.” The body rubbed the back of his head and
  squinted up at all of them. “Hey, thanks for coming to get me, you
  guys. I thought I was a goner when she nailed me.”
  He got to his feet with some care, then bent, winced, and helped
  Caro to her feet. She couldn’t help staring at him. He was mussed
  and muddy and a little pale from the blow