There is an age in life when one can find a pure voice: a voice between silence and thunder. There is perhaps no other way to speak of oneself when looking back, and inside, is the same movement. And everything, absolutely everything – the joys, the pains, the discovery of love as well as that of death – is within us with the same strength. Through the letters of a boy growing up and a mysterious grandfather, Roberto Vecchioni has written his most intimate and poignant novel.
