"A well-crafted tale about trauma and miracles." -Kirkus Reviews
He survived the war carrying a child's crayon drawing. He spent forty-seven years believing the child who made it was gone.
Dr. Nicky Covo escaped the Holocaust. His family did not. Or so he believed. Decades later in 1990 Brooklyn, he is a psychiatrist hollowed out by survivor's guilt, haunted by what he did to survive and everyone he lost. Then a letter arrives from a monastery in Greece, and the certainty he has carried his whole life begins to crack.
But what unfolds is not a simple reunion story. It is an archaeology of the self, a journey through the ruins of war, wartime atrocity, and the quiet devastation of grief. Nicky must travel back through the Greece of his past, confronting every buried sin and every unanswered prayer.
As the journey deepens, so do the questions. Can guilt ever be fully laid down? Can faith survive decades of silence? Can love, for a sister or for a God long abandoned, outlast a lifetime of loss?
For the reader who has ever carried something precious through years of darkness, wondering if it was ever worth holding on to, this novel offers no easy answers. Only an honest reckoning with what it means to still be alive.
Some doors, once opened, do not let you leave unchanged.