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This took some courage, on my part, to read. It's not so much that I was fearful of a rather morbid subject, but more that I thought I might find some hard truths about myself within its pages.

Whilst this is, undoubtedly a novel about death and how it is seen, felt and shared, it is more a novel about life—particularly when life is viewed at its end. We go about our days thinking and believing we have time, opportunities, and relevance. We think we are unique, for we spend a great deal of time viewing what happens to others.

But what if, at the end, you perhaps haven't made the best of life, have said no when you meant to say yes, or you didn't have the impact on others you thought you might?

It's a story about death which might just encourage you to live a little more.