The premise of this book is so intriguing: a poet recalls his childhood spent with grandparents who kidnapped him as a child. The style and format was different—McCrae is a poet so the sentences are lyrical but the fact that he was a child during many of the events in this (and has no other sources to help him remember) means that he can‘t trust his memories. This left me wondering what was really true, since he continues to doubt his own memory.