Eighteen-year-old Matt's atheism is tested when, after a horrific accident of his own making that plunges him into a dark, quiet place, he hears a voice that calls everything he has ever disbelieved into question.
This book is dedicated to the far-too-many young people who ended their lives because they couldn't see beyond the pain of the present to the joy waiting for them in the future. Also to those who loved them then, and still love them now.
In the narrow pewter space/Between the gray of consciousness/and the obsidian where dreams/ebb and flow, there is a wishbone/window.
Because if there's one thing I've learned through all this, it's to have faith in love.