Just Kids

I read this for almost 6 months - not because I grew bored or frustrated, but because there's something about it that urged me to savor every chapter, every word before it ultimately slipped through my fingers. It's a beautiful tribute to art and love in all its forms, to connection and influence that survives even death. The lyrical prose, the symbolism infused into every line almost demands multiple resources to process. It's a dream I didn't want to wake up from, and one that had me thinking about the themes and experiences between each reading session. In the end, I cried not only for the loss of Patti's physical connection to Robert, but also for the end of this story, this chapter - for it truly “sings of God, and ultimately belongs to him.” 5 blue guiding stars.