Widow's Walk is psychologist Kenneth Weene's debut novel. Widow's Walk is correct. Not The Widow's Walk of Old New England, or London Town, nor does it reference the Widow's Lock, the shape of hair on a man's head. It is the walk of widow, Mary Flanagan— a walk from the drudgery of working in an uncle's store, to a loveless marriage where it was her responsibility to do her 'duty', the walk of a heavy heart because of the disastrous marriage of her only daughter, Kathleen, and the war tragedy that left her son Sean, a quadriplegic.

Widow's Walk is the walk of a woman whose Catholic faith has left her with much to learn about the real world, about sacrificing herself to care for her son who can't even wipe his own ass, to learning to be an independent and strong-willed woman who refused to crumble when her world is radically changed by chance while she is on a walk. Love finally arrives but dare she accept it?

No man has ever treated her the way Arnie does. How can she be a good Catholic and date a divorced man? How can she love him when he's a Jew? What can she say to her children? What can she say to her church? More importantly, what can she say to herself?

Kenneth Weene takes the reader through the personal tribulations of his characters and lets them find answers with understanding, with a knowledge of human behavior, and with the compassion that his years as a practicing psychologist can bring. But it doesn't end there. Weene is also a minister and his lesson comes through loud and clear. And it may not be what you think. Don't jump to conclusions on this one. It may surprise you and just maybe, it may cause a tear or two.

Widow's Walk is a love story from beginning to end—in many respects, more tragic than Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliette.