“This was a stunningly beautiful and sad, yet hopeful read. I absolutely enjoyed every page. Heller's descriptions are wrought with such emotion and allow the moment to live and breathe. One of my favorite passages is Hig's description of flying and how the landscape looks from above. "The way the earth below resolves. The way the landscape falls into place around the drainages, the capillaries and arteries of falling water: mountain slopes bunched and wrinkled, wringing themselves into the furrows of couloir and creek, draw and chasm, the low places defining the spurs and ridges and foothills the way creases define the planes of a face, lower down the canyon cuts, and then the swales and valleys of the lowest slopes, the sinuous rivers and the dry beds where water used to run seeming to hold the hills and the waves of the high plains all together and not the other way around. the wat settlements sprawl and then congregatenat these rivers and mass at every confluence. I thought: It's a view that should surprise us but it doesn't. We have seen it before and interpret the terrain below with the same ease we walk the banks of a creek and know where to place our feet (49)." There are many more beautiful passages that describe Hig's loneliness that are so poignant, but I don't want to give away any part of this book to future readers. ”
Sarah W wrote this review Monday, October 8, 2012.