Every parent thinks about what they’d do if they lost their kid. When they’re babies, we worry about whether they’re breathing in their cribs. When they’re toddlers, they get quiet in their rooms. We run to their room, and they’re usually asleep in a pile of toys or stuffed animals.
We lose sight of them when they get older, and we walk around the store. All the thoughts run through our heads. When they get to be teenagers and start driving or hanging out with friends, hell, in America, we worry about them not coming home at the end of the day because of a shooting.
That latter part is an everyday worry for me.
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In Clay’s story, he takes the idea of losing your kid to violence and does a masterful job of following Glenn, our protagonist, through the stages of his life. Also, through the stages of grief.
Glenn feels the police have failed him and his son in discovering how he was killed.
His boy was left in a dirty, empty lot as a teenager.
Over the years, Glenn has done research and called whichever detective was assigned to the cold case, but he had a breakthrough when his wife urged him to join a writer’s group.
Glenn writes a story about his son’s death and how he believes it happened.
When he presents the story to the writer’s group, it begins a fracture in a community he believes hid the truth of what happened to his son. Glenn learns he didn’t know his son as well as he thought.
The heartwrenching ending for this book is brilliant, and I believe it captures the book well.
Glenn is looking for one last connection to his son. He finds it in writing the book but also in learning the truth about his son’s death.
It’s a magnificent ending, and as with all of Clay’s books, it will pull on your emotions.
I finished this book at work, and while it was a slow day behind the bar, I had to keep myself from crying.
We all think about how we’d handle the loss of our kids. Clay orchestrates a great story about loss, grief, and understanding that once our kids get older and have their own lives, we don’t know who they are.
We try to understand them as they grow older, and the best we can do is be there for them as they move through the world. Listening to them is essential.


