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“Heroin is insidious - it doesn‘t destroy all at once. It rots a person, slowly, from the inside out, so by the time you can see the damage, it‘s often too late.” 😥

A daughter navigates her father‘s art legacy, her parents tumultuous relationship with drugs and each other, searching for answers to make sense of her own choices and identity.

This line cracked me up!

This part of the memoir, where Lilly‘s father turns to religion for comfort, brought me to tears as I find my own religion comforting in a very personal sort of way.

The author had the good fortune of having a stable influence become a permanent part of her life.

Journalism seems like such a demanding career. Even though I have a family member who is a journalist and I hold journalists in high esteem, I often wonder what drives individuals into this profession.

I know that feeling. How does one individual think that he or she knows someone else‘s future with 100% accuracy?

Rage is so common when faced with a loved one‘s addiction. I‘m surprised the author never realized this sooner, although she was just a kid when she was faced with this situation.

Hopelessness. What we feel when we know of or see the addiction of others we care about or whom our family and friends care about.

Looking through old papers of people we once knew so well just seems to magnify our loss and doesn‘t bring them closer to us.

I often have this feeling—if I only could bring back a loved one—to have one more visit, one more conversation.

This is a memoir of a grown daughter who is trying to bring back thoughts of her father who died when she was only twelve years of age. So sad.

Being in tears by the time I got to page three of this book leads me to believe this is a book I‘ll want to read in its entirety. Thank you, #SFWP, for sending me this book to read and review. I think the books sfwp.com publishes are outstanding and am always happy to receive new ones!