"Their alikeness was something they needed, which could be important, even vital, to them - for the shades of their skin, places traveled to and from, events experienced, things understood ... acts of violence committed, books read ... ones they loved, living family, varied widely, came between them." p. 4

"The forest had obliterated the family graves, so that the grandmother and her husband, and their son who died before them, were wrapped by wild vines which tangled the mango trees shading their plots, linking them further to the wild trees, anchoring their duppies to the ground." p. 8

"NO TELEPHONE TO HEAVEN. No voice to God. A waste to try. Cut off. No way of reaching out or up. Maybe only one way. Not God's way. No matter if him is Jesus or him is Jah. Him not gwan like dis one lickle bit. NO TELEPHONE TO HEAVEN." p. 16

"The thing...