In this first-person, present-tense memoir that could easily be mistaken for a novel, Vincent writes of her grief for her parents, both of whom died within one month of each other when she was fourteen. Vincent begins with her shock and denial and then writes of her guilt at having fantasized about her parents' deaths and her fear that God mistook her fantasy for a wish and made it happen. Many of Vincent's experiences mirror those of others who have written of their grief, but some are unique to Vincent, just as the personal experiences of her readers will be to them. The book moves swiftly. Because it reads like a novel and not a self-help book, this reviewer expected a climax. Instead Vincent's interest in her activities and future rises slowly until shortly before her eighteenth birthday, when she feels ready to resume her life. VOYA Reviews 2007 April
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