For a man that only allegedly spent a year in Chicago, Brian Doyle understands the city's juxtaposition that has kept me enticed with this town even after three years.
The arrogance of skyscrapers starving for something not glass and metal and concrete. I thought I could hear the lake muttering, "There is no place better to have the blues than Chicago."
Little Read Book Inc. has the essence of a lakefront cabin with, what I can only describe as, a wooden wizard standing guard over current reads.
A person made not of flesh but of little crystals of perfection she heard in her voice the echo of his Obi ocha. A clean heart.
I drank this novel up like an ice cold glass of water, dousing myself in the humbling truth that I still have a lot to learn when it comes to race in America.