My novel, “A Wicked Grasp,” is the story of Becca, a woman whose adoration for her father – a secular, klezmer-playing, union-crusading, Tolstoy-reading hatmaker who emigrates from a shtetl in eastern Poland to the Boston area at the turn of the 20th century – devolves to estrangement because of his philandering and mental breakdown. This in turn leads to Becca becoming severely depressed when she is overwhelmed with guilt and inability to mourn after his death. The ending gives cause for hope.