After you die it takes seven years for you to go to Heaven. Give or take the odd minute or two. This girl I loved told me that, seven years ago, just before she went and topped herself. Now I’m praying for her sake that it’s true.
So begins Thomas, The Venturi Effect’s faithless narrator, who is lying face-up, freezing and abandoned on the wind-swept tower of a Scottish castle. In his hand is a telescope, with which he hopes to discover, in a minute or two, the truth about his girlfriend’s salvation…
Powerful and disturbing, this astonishing first novel leads you on a compelling and thought-provoking journey, on the trail of God’s footprints, towards love, loss and letting go.