- "Dear Jessica, Today the sun cuts painfully sharp. It shows too much and exposes too much.
It burns my eyes and disrupts my vision. Your sunglasses help. Maybe they will help me see
how and why things happened as they did."
So it begins: Through letters to his deceased daughter, Pearce Goode yearns
to understand how his desperate struggle to endure is rooted in the past.
There is the child Pearce, who with cardboard wings tries to fly far above family strife
and the bigotry of the Americ...
- "Dear Jessica, Today the sun cuts painfully sharp. It shows too much and exposes too much.


