Somebody dies and you put another quarter in and you get another person. You don't feel pain. You don't feel loss. They're just fucking quarters. Well, I got news for you.
People feel pain, and then they die.
I saw my sister go through pain, and then I saw her die. It's not your family that's dying. If it was, you would know what to do right now. This novel does not pretend to provide any single answer to the question of appropriate resistance, promising instead an unflinching exploration of the complex territory surrounding responsibility, resistance, despair, and ultimately, hope.