Five short stories, some dazzling, some fizzled like flat week-old soda. The first story was my favorite, a classical cellist, Bruno Bonnet, lives in past and present by reliving his childhood history in France, a dead girl who he sees when he plays. He meets a woman who is grappling with her own past, of discovering her brother dead, frozen in the snow. She keeps acorns in her pocket as a reminder of him. They spill onto the hotel hallway when she bumps into Bruno.
Gifted by Elyse, with her own scribbles and thoughts in the margins
auth=Van Booy, Simon