Jill Bialosky’s sister Kim took her own life at age 21, shattering meaning for family and friends. Kim was the product of a hopeful second marriage (after Bialosky’s father, the cornerstone of her mother’s existence, died young and suddenly), the darling of her sisters, and someone who seemed to have reserves of resilience to match her extended gifts and passions. In the vacuum of loss, Bialosky’s great grief needed answers. None satisfy, yet good grace is found in hitchhiking on her restless quest with this book. (Atria)