Ah, beautiful. How could you not appreciate a book with writing like this:
“Eddie felt a lulling possibility of happiness pulling at him like sleep. But rebellion jerked him back to awareness. No, I cannot accept this, I will not be made happy by this……He withdrew, holding himself apart, and in swerving away from happiness, he reaped his reward: a lash of pain and solitude.”
A book to be savoured.
