On a dim February evening, in one of Brooklyn’s poor immigrant apartments, quiet despair arrived: Annie’s husband, Jim, shut the door on his pregnant wife, opened the gas, and fell asleep forever. By nightfall—when the fire had been put out—the young widow was taken under the wing of Brooklyn nuns from a Catholic order. From that day on, Annie’s fate, her daughter Sally’s fate, and the nuns’ fates became intertwined for many years. How they intertwined—so did their lives with those of the milkman, Mr. Costello, a widower with a living wife: a cripple suffering from dementia. A slow-burning novel that gradually flares between Annie and Mr. Costello brings all the characters to a difficult choice. What is sin? What is mercy? And what is redemption?