“Reading quietly every night on his old couch or next to Kiki’s bed is the image of my pappou I’ll always have. Peaceful man with calm thoughts and an endless appetite for life and books. This little book lets you travel in time where worries fade away and everything is eclipsed by a father’s love.”
"A beautiful story, so poetic and visual. I can see it being illustrated... "
“I've known Kiki all my life. We grew up in houses opposite each other in a small village on the north part of Greece. Our families would visit each other without calling, just by knocking on the doors and entering. I called Kiki’s mother "aunt" and Kiki’s father "uncle." He was always there, kind, quiet, radiant with bright eyes and a peaceful, kind of mystifying smile, like he knew a secret nobody else did...
