Apparently even the most awful tragedies, and the people they'd ruined, got a little stale after a while.

If anything, he seemed a little lonely, all too ready to open his heart at the slightest sign of interst.

Jill felt an emptiness open inside of her as she lifted her arm, a sense that something vital was being subtracted from her life. It was always like that when somebody you cared about went away, even when you knew it was inevitable, and it probably wasn't your fault.

My wife and I left New York when she got pregnant - we just thought it would be really hard to stay in the city.

My mythic version of America is very much about parents and children, and in my experience, the suburban setting is where that particular drama plays out. Which isn't to say that there aren't parents and children in cities or on farms. I just don't know them.

Apparently even the most awful tragedies, and the people they'd ruined, got a little stale after a while.

You could say that this book is ripped from the headlines, but that wouldn't be fair. Bret Anthony Johnston's riveting novel picks up where the tabloids leave off, and takes us places even the best journalism can't go. Remember Me Like This is a wise, moving, and troubling novel about family and identity, and a clear-eyed inventory of loss and redemption.