"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

You’re gone and part of me is gone with you. You ceased to exist and happy life stopped forever. I just don’t know what I should do. I was devastated. All in this life doesn’t matter anymore. Important is only fact that you are dead. I can’t live without you, brother. No one is to blame for your death. Only God. I just can’t trust him! How i can trust him if he took you? Cancer… You were Augustus Waters, you know? You know, we thought the cancer receded. And I believed that you were coming to see me soon. But you died. I remember that night, remember Dima’s crying, remember hurt. Pain … Now it haunts me. I cry every day, unable to believe that you had ceased to exist. You were 20. And you didn’t have time to live. But I know you are with me. I feel you. Take good care of us.
With everlasting love.