Best bit? This excerpt of Anne's lengthy letter "explaining" the book to her readers (does she have any left?) :
"I'm not a priest, I can't be one. I'll never be able to go to the altar of the Lord and say the words of consecration at Mass, 'This is my body. This is my blood.' No, I can't work that magnificent Eucharistic miracle. But in humility, I have attempted something transformative which we writers dare to call a miracle in the imperfect human idiom we possess. It's to bring Him here in the form a story, and that story is Christ The Lord."
I fail to see where's the humility in that. Someone needs to kick her ass back on the ground. Or remove any writing object from her.
There are no words.