I was lucky enough to receive from a friend the manuscript of a book he has been piecing together for quite some time now. I had heard about this project from many mutual friends who had managed to read parts of it themselves. I don’t know much about book world. But I hope this gets published sooner than later. I can’t put down.

And when our choices are made for us—as when my son’s
heart suddenly stopped—we find ourselves walking in a tumultuous world of flashbacks,
memories, celebrations, and doubts. The world of color around us shifts to sepia as the
bounce leaves our step and we shuffle forward like walking dead. Indeed, even when we
stop and sit down, the landscape continues to come at us in a disorienting mix of fact and
imagination, of certainty and doubt. Moving forward requires pulling the levers of our
emotional, physical, mental, and volitional resources to see which one will propel us
forward on a given day.

-Mike Stavlund