You try not to think. You try not to imagine, but then those cracks pop up, and these flashes squeeze right through. At first, some of it's not too bad, and you get stupid, maybe even wanting a little more, but then you pull yourself together, knowing what all is likely going to ooze out if you're not careful....
Fifteen-year-old America has been nowhere, has been nobody. Separated from his foster mother. A runaway. A patient. Without love. Without hope. And, eventually, without the will to live.
Until Dr. B. steps in. To listen. To explore. And to find within America both the story and the boy who are lost....Continua
This is what my family would call a black book. Before anyone reads it they should know that there is no happy ending or sad ending. The ending just is.