Lamb's lyrical, moving debut novel tells the deeply affecting and ultimately life-affirming story of a young boy coming to terms with his father's death--a tender, lilting, mystical novel of love and loss and the renewal of the human spirit.
I read this book when I was 12, the same age as Nick the protagonist. I am now 20 years old, and it's still my favorite. I remember clutching at the book and crying at 1AM way past my bedtime. It will always be my favorite.
While it did certainly have a surprise ending, I kind of figured it out before the end. But seriously, a talking puddle? It was such weak symbolism it makes me a bit queasy that I have to teach this book to students.