Markie and Me

Irresistible and innocent Markie, by some unexplained twist of fate, wakes up in his crib and can't imagine surviving another day. If he had known he could die or what that even meant, he would have preferred dying then and there. I was across the room in my own crib reeling in my own profound grief. You will meet our father who was 50 when Markie and I were born and had already raised a family with a different wife. You will learn about promises he made and broke and surprising promises he made and kept. Decades later, with the proverbial train barreling down the track and the whistle shrieking in alarm, Mark is standing smack in the middle of the tracks staring down the threat.