“It’s like copying truths from God’s notebook, though we aren’t always sure where to find this notebook or when it will be open.”"

What a simply told, yet wonderful story. It is about the inherent beauty of mathematics, the marvels of baseball and the importance of human relationships.

This is a novella where:

An argument can be resolved by writing and gifting a perfect mathematical formula.
Close friendships are formed with a man who can never remember you.
Two baseball fans, bond over two different generations of the same team.

I have found myself happily lost in this story while reading. Ignoring the milling crowds of tourists waiting to go into the Theatre one Saturday night, in order to read just a few more pages. Reading late that night on the bus home. Snatching moments for the story that I should have spent doing other things.

I recommend this for anyone who likes simple stories about human relationships