On their wedding day at the town hall, no family is present. One is far away; the other refuses the union. The narrator watches his partner cry. Everything comes rushing back—years of silence, of enduring, of swallowing the unspoken. As he retraces the thread of his own story, weaving it with his husband’s Jewish heritage, he draws us into the paradoxes of desire and the peace that arises when it finally finds its home. But also into a spiritual quest: how can one stop believing in God without losing the sense of infinity that seems to dwell within?
