The Twelve (The Passage, #2)

by Justin Cronin

There was something in the pages of these books that had the power to make him feel better about things, a life raft to cling to before the dark currents of memory washed him downstream again, and on brighter days, he could even see himself going on this way for some time. A small but passable life.

“Because that’s what heaven is,” said Amy. “It’s opening the door of a house in twilight and everyone you love is there.”