The first line of the story: "I was eight when I saw the woman swan-dive like a broken angel from the thirtieth floor of the Caeson Building." traps the reader immediately, holding him a willing hostage in the psyche of the main character. We ride the memory as if it is our own because we have to. The author taps into our darkness and an immediate kinship is formed with the tortured souls on the page. We all have one event that sticks to our insides...sometimes changing us for the better, but sometimes not. It's all about perception.
BROKEN ANGEL is a must read for anyone who thinks and feels deeply. I give it five bookmarks dipped in tears...for those who feel hopeless and lost.