"Slogger, man," I said. "Your dad's dead."
"I know that, Davie. But it's him. He's come back again, like he said he would."
I didn't think it was worth beating around the bush with this one. It deals with death. And for such a pint sized book, it sure packs a punch. What do I mean by that? Let me explain by describing myself a little. I'm not really one to cry in books or movies. Sure, I get choked up all the time, but cry, not so much. Even in books where people say 'if you're not crying by the end there must be something wrong with you', I usually end up getting emotional, or that lump in your throat kind of thing. Even in my favourite books, where everyone else says they cry when certain characters die, I'm yet to shed a tear, no matter how many times I re-read them.


