Review
Review of Searching for the April Moon
Nancy Robertson writes tautly, beautifully, about the mess, clutter, betrayals, and fierce love of family. An honest story, and funny, too, of how family deaths, quick and devastating, or slow and exhausting, come with the best moments – reading racy stories aloud to a rapt hospital ward of geriatrics; learning, finally, how to play piano from your mother; finding community, family and laughter – intimacies we often miss with the dying because we’re much too busy among the living.