I'm not quite sure how to review this book! It kept me reading and it confused me. It had a vivid, lush setting that I feel I can easily return to in my mind. I'm not sure I'll fully appreciate it without someone to parse it out with. Some of the writing felt uneven, yet other parts had me scrambling to note the beautiful language. And I wondered if Deb Reese would have any thoughts about the use of Native stories. She does: http://www.bustle.com/articles/149229... 
 "God is a thing I think I see in glimmers all over: an enormous and vague warmth I sometimes catch pulsing around me, giving me shivers and making tears prick my eyes; a mysterious and limitless Thing threaded through all the world and refusing to be reduced to a name or a set of rules and instead winding itself through millions of stories, true and made up, connecting all breathing things." 
 "We may be different, but in this moment we're feeling the exact same thing: the sad kind of bliss where you realize, suddenly, how perfect your life really has been all along. So perfect it hurts, and you could let yourself weep if you wanted. So perfect that even though everything you know is ending, you truly believe life will continue to be beautiful, even -- or maybe especially -- in those pure moments of loss." 
 "Besides, judging a story by the ending alone, or a life by its death alone, is as pointless as judging a long hike through the mountains by the fact that when you get back to where you parked your car, there's a pit toilet full of you-know-what and beer cans." 
 "I find myself thinking about my Matt, how many times I let things drift on because I couldn't parse out loving him from just wanting to be with him." 
 "The only promise you ever get is this very second..." 
 "The person who has hurt me the most, who I have loved deeply, from whom I always expected an apology and I meant to forgive."