One day in Manhattan, a two-year-old called Greta is sitting on park bench with her grandmother when a brick windowsill high above them suddenly crumbles and sends a few pieces of falling masonry down on them both. One of the bricks hits Greta in the head, and she will not survive the blow.
That terrible event --so much worse because it is true-- happens at the beginning of the book. The story then is, how will her parents survive the blow of her death? I don't know how they can, to be honest, especially since they do not have faith in God. Still, the author gives us an honest look at their faltering journey back to life after the death of a child.
This some beautiful and heartbreaking prose, written and read by Greta's dad. It's definitely worth reading.
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