


What a beautiful memoir. How wonderfully peculiar it is that a book about death can be so life-affirming. Oh-so funny, moving, and heartwarming, Ausiello recounts his thirteen-and-a-half year relationship with his husband; an ode to life, love, and loss. Kit's last hurrah through this memoriam is beautiful from the beginning to the very end. I laughed. I wept. I laughed and wept (keep a Kleenex close by). A love story that I shall never forget.