Over time, I realised I don't remember the books I read. I forgot what they say, what they served to remind me of and why I had picked it up in the first place. So I decided to read this for the 2nd time over this past weekend. Each line is reflective and now that I am reading it for the 2nd time, I am beginning to see the overly interpretive nature of the characters. Each one has a layer waiting to be peeled and discovered, complex than the one before. And I'm enjoying it. I thought about it last night and each time I do, it evokes different emotions, thoughts, bringing new perspectives.

'Every story we tell about ourselves can only be told in the past tense,' notes the storyteller