East Van

Chris Walter writes like a man on death row, with nothing to lose, and East Van is his finest moment. A classic tale of addiction and greed that makes Trainspotting look like Chicken Soup for the Soul, this is one book you do not want to miss. "e;A broken bottle on the sidewalk reflected sunlight, splintering it into millions of twinkling prisms. The mailman walked by, whistling a jaunty tune as he went about his job. Laughter floated from a window and touched Angie deep in a spot she rarely visited. It seemed to her as if there must be a softer world out there somewhere, just below the surface but maddeningly out of reach. Lyrics from a song long forgotten drifted through her head like nerve gas across a battlefield."e; It's a beautiful worldFor youIt's not for me