Evoking the terrifying childhood and the seemingly successful adult life of Adam Posner, Rosenbaum reveals, through the haunting cadences of his fiction, that we all remain, however transmogrified as adults, the children we once were. No one underscores this realization more than Adam Posner, determined to climb the proverbial ladder of success, yet encumbered by the psychic screams of his parents and by the memories of a world where the sun never shone.

The Adam Posner who emerges from these pages, stumbling from darkness into light, is actually a composite character, a mosaic of a man whose different incarnations overlap to form a textured collage that represents the lives of America's young and affluent Jews.

The duality of experiences - the juxtaposition of the jaded, materialistic lives of the young with the wraithlike apparitions of an older, tortured generation - creates a stunning portrait that suggests that the mystery of Elijah the prophet may be slipping from our grasp and that the Holocaust was perhaps just a horrific prologue to the disintegration of the modern Jewish family.