Perfect was everything but. But in an imperfect world, perhaps it never hurts to dream the impossible.

Byron is young boy with grown-up eyes. He sees more than most but keeps it to himself -- and his best friend James. A father who is rarely at home and a mother that wishes she wasn't, leaves Byron to fend for himself and a task of how to fix what is wrong. In this case the means doesn't justify the end. The truth is that everyone is broken -- whether they realize it or not. And there are some people you just can't help. Sometimes we are our own worst enemy.

Another story runs parallel to Byron's -- that of a grown man who is known as Jim. Autistic? Perhaps. Severe OCD? Most definitely. Broken? No more than any other person walking the streets - it is just that his imperfections are more visible.

This story comes from the same author that gave us "The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry", but I can't say it spoke to me like Harold's journey did. I had great difficulty trying to put the two stories of Byron and Jim together and the confusion kept getting in the way of the words on the page. I'll give the author credit; she eventually wove them together in the end, but it was a little late to leave a lasting impression on me.

Suffice it to say that "Perfect" was not the word I would use to describe this book. However, hidden deep within the words on the page was a message worthy of reading, but I like my coffee with a bold flavor that makes my senses go "wow". This read more like a weak cup of decaf.