Every Last One is a book that efficiently defines the time before and after without spending much time on the fluff between the two. There is before, when it's all suburban and family happiness, but with infuriated under currents. On the surface, it's all ideal, but underneath, things are a lot more sinister. Then there is after, when it's all about healing from heartache and recovery.
I respected how understated this book was there is no dwelling on the horrible effects, but rather a silent acceptance of events and about how events transform lives. This is not an easy read, but I do recommend it.