Summary of Linda Thompson's A Little Thing Called Life

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#1 I had grown close to Elvis’s daughter, Lisa, over the past few years. When she called me and told me that her father was dead, I was frozen with dread. I knew that Lisa needed me, so I flew home as fast as I could.

#2 When I heard the news of Elvis’s death, I was shocked and grief-stricken. I didn’t want to call anyone because I didn’t want to alert the media. I sat there in my quiet apartment, in my grief and disbelief, and began to cry.

#3 I was still crying when the news began to report on the death of Elvis Presley. I could feel his presence in the apartment, and I could remember the essence of who and what he was. He had breathed the same air as me.

#4 I began to pack, and as the candles in my apartment began to burn low, I began to consider what Elvis would want me to wear at his funeral. I knew he would have approved of me wearing a lavender dress.

• Language: English
• Publisher: IRB Media
• Release date: Aug 2, 2022
• ISBN: 9798822564138

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Insights on Linda Thompson's A Little Thing Called Life

Contents

Insights from Chapter 1

Insights from Chapter 2

Insights from Chapter 3

Insights from Chapter 4

Insights from Chapter 5

Insights from Chapter 6

Insights from Chapter 7

Insights from Chapter 8

Insights from Chapter 9

Insights from Chapter 10

Insights from Chapter 11

Insights from Chapter 12

Insights from Chapter 13

Insights from Chapter 14

Insights from Chapter 15

Insights from Chapter 16

Insights from Chapter 17

Insights from Chapter 18

Insights from Chapter 19

Insights from Chapter 20

Insights from Chapter 21

Insights from Chapter 22

Insights from Chapter 23

Insights from Chapter 24

Insights from Chapter 1

#1

I had grown close to Elvis’s daughter, Lisa, over the past few years. When she called me and told me that her father was dead, I was frozen with dread. I knew that Lisa needed me, so I flew home as fast as I could.

#2

When I heard the news of Elvis’s death, I was shocked and grief-stricken. I didn’t want to call anyone because I didn’t want to alert the media. I sat there in my quiet apartment, in my grief and disbelief, and began to cry.

#3

I was still crying when the news began to report on the death of Elvis Presley. I could feel his presence in the apartment, and I could remember the essence of who and what he was. He had breathed the same air as me.

#4

I began to pack, and as the candles in my apartment began to burn low, I began to consider what Elvis would want me to wear at his funeral. I knew he would have approved of me wearing a lavender dress.

Insights from Chapter 2

#1

My love for Elvis began long ago in my little Memphis girl’s heart. I declared that I would grow up to marry the man everyone in the Mississippi Delta talked about and swooned over. My parents smiled indulgently, but they didn’t believe that I would ever marry Elvis.

#2

I have a complicated relationship with my mother. We lived in dread of her anger and frustration, for her sake as much as ours. When she lost control of her emotions, things started flying. I was protective of my father, yet helpless in my ability to deflect her anger toward him.

#3

My mother was a beautiful, bright, and talented woman, but she was never able to let any of those attributes fully flower. She was always on edge, and would often become extremely angry. But she was also extremely loving and caring towards me and my brother.

#4

My childhood was typical for a Southern girl. I loved going to the movies, and I grew up on Elvis movies. I was baptized at Graham Heights Baptist Church when I was nine years old, and I always felt that God's gift to me was to anoint me with