When my son, Ian, died at El Alamein-- side by side with Eli's father, John - visitors offering their condolences, thinking to comfort me, said, "Life goes on." What nonsense, I thought, of course it doesn't. It's death that goes on; Ian is dead now and will be dead tomorrow and next year and forever. There's no end to that.
Indeed.
3 comments:
That quote is great, Debi. I have this book on my TBR, it sounds more serious than its title.
Oh, it really is. And the title - though unwieldy and a little odd - makes sense in the context of the story. I thought it was wonderful.
thank you debi.
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