Although I found some parts of this book weren’t quite where I wanted them to be (didn’t use the Buffalo Soldier analogy enough, touched on it too lightly), I found myself very emotionally attached to Alfred and I had a hard time not crying during the last few chapters. I mean, even the THOUGHT of foster kids could put me on tear’s edge some days, so reading an entire book about one… well. He felt very, very real to me. Particularly enjoyed his relationship with the neighbor, Paul.