Now let me just say, I LOVE THIS COVER. I don't know why, but I do. Maybe the millions of stars. (Did you guys see the two planets up there last night. Thanks to my boyfriend who made me aware of them!) So, I decided just to peak in and take a little look. This is what I found:
"My parent's Ford wagon hit a concrete divider on U.S. 95 outside Biddeford, Maine, in August 1990. They'd driven that stretch of highway for maybe thirty years, on the way to Long Lake. Some guy who used to play baseball with Pop had these cabins by the lake and had named them for his children. Jenny. Al. Tyler. Craig. Bugs. Alice and Sam. We always got Alice for two weeks in August, because it had the best waterfront, with a shallow, sandy beach, and Mom and Pop could watch us while they sat in the green Adirondack chairs.
We came up even after Bethany had gone, and after I had become a man with a job. I'd go up and be a son, and we'd all go back to our places and be regular people."