"The first six pages of this wrenchingly honest memoir of Hood's daughter's death and its aftermath read like a tightly controlled scream. All the platitudes, the dozens of words of comfort that people offer — 'time heals,' 'she is in a better place' — are interspersed with Hood's silent, furious responses to these 'lies,' with special scorn for those who say, 'Are you writing this down?' The death of her five-year-old Grace in 2002 was completely unexpected: an ordinary strep throat somehow ravaged the organs of her small body. Hood takes readers through the slow, jagged steps of dealing with grief. Unable to write, she first took refuge in endless knitting, then got a tattoo on Grace's sixth birthday. Hiding from the Beatles' songs her daughter had loved, she found them so ubiquitous that she could finally listen only to talk radio. Grace's little shoes stood sentinel at the top of the stairs and three years passed before Hood could bear to clean her room. But there is redemption at the end of this short, anguished book. Hood and her husband have a new daughter, Annabelle, adopted from China, and at last, Hood can celebrate Mother's Day, albeit with a 'strange mixture of grief and joy.'"

-- Publishers Weekly (Starred Review)

About the Author

Ann Hood is the author of nine books, including the novel The Knitting Circle. Her work has appeared in The Paris Review, Tin House, and O Magazine. She lives in Providence, Rhode Island.