Non-Fiction / Memoir
Date Published: July 2014
"Mark Cosman’s message speaks to mothers and fathers everywhere; this is a beautiful and sensitive book." Mrs. Nancy Reagan
My daughter. Berlyn, was asleep on a fold-out couch at her high school prom party when a former classmate and high school dropout shot her in the head for no apparent reason. Her murder prompted me to leave the rubble of my beliefs and assumptions to go in search of answers to the most profound questions we ask ourselves. “A Flower in the Snow” is the result of that odyssey.
Non-Fiction / Memoir
Date Published: July 2014
"Mark Cosman’s message speaks to mothers and fathers everywhere; this is a beautiful and sensitive book." Mrs. Nancy Reagan
My daughter. Berlyn, was asleep on a fold-out couch at her high school prom party when a former classmate and high school dropout shot her in the head for no apparent reason. Her murder prompted me to leave the rubble of my beliefs and assumptions to go in search of answers to the most profound questions we ask ourselves. “A Flower in the Snow” is the result of that odyssey.
My daughter. Berlyn, was asleep on a fold-out couch at her high school prom party when a former classmate and high school dropout shot her in the head for no apparent reason. Her murder prompted me to leave the rubble of my beliefs and assumptions to go in search of answers to the most profound questions we ask ourselves. “A Flower in the Snow” is the result of that odyssey.
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Paul’s friend ventured into the darkened room first and made his way to the wash room. Paul was next to enter the room. Light from the outside hallway splashed over Berlyn, who lay sleeping on a foldout couch only a few feet from the door.
Belyn’s date looked up and noticed the gun pointing out from Paul’s hip. Having seen Paul’s antics with the gun earlier in the evening, he paid it no heed and dropped his head back onto the pillow. Suddenly, an explosion ripped through the darkness.
Berlyn never made a sound.
Excerpt
Paul’s friend ventured into the darkened room first and made his way to the wash room. Paul was next to enter the room. Light from the outside hallway splashed over Berlyn, who lay sleeping on a foldout couch only a few feet from the door.
Belyn’s date looked up and noticed the gun pointing out from Paul’s hip. Having seen Paul’s antics with the gun earlier in the evening, he paid it no heed and dropped his head back onto the pillow. Suddenly, an explosion ripped through the darkness.
Berlyn never made a sound.
Mark Cosman’s writing began when his daughter, Berlyn, was murdered following her high school prom. It was when Mark left the rubble of his beliefs and assumptions to go in search of answers to the most profound questions we ask ourselves. “A Flower in the Snow” is a result of that odyssey.
Mark Cosman’s writing began when his daughter, Berlyn, was murdered following her high school prom. It was when Mark left the rubble of his beliefs and assumptions to go in search of answers to the most profound questions we ask ourselves. “A Flower in the Snow” is a result of that odyssey.
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