"Mad, fascinating and quite moving . . . a splendid start for storywriter Bailie . . ."— James Broadhurst is killed in a ar accident and finds himself floating towards the great white light. Instead of finding angels and puffy white clouds, he discovers an afterlife that consists of free beer, an evasive roommate and to his astonishment, a job! As James moves through this "heaven" (or hell?), where half the population bears a bizarre and uncanny resemblance to Abraham Lincoln and where his own funeral is the movie of the week, he begins to yearn for something more than what he had in life, and what he now has in death. Cleveland-based novelist has created a richly imagined landscape, and a witty and touching rumination on life and death.