It is a youthful, vibrant, cynicism-free book, which gives it great charm. Here the body’s cycle of life and death is recounted fearlessly by a modern woman. She may be a millennial, but she has seen more than many of us. Case — I want to call her Molly, she has that kind of warmth — possesses the poetic sensibility of an old soul in a young body, intuitive and wise. She writes beautifully. She witnessed her grandmother in death, heard her mother cry, “an after-dark animal sound”. On her first student nurse placement, she helped to wash and shroud a still-warm body, watched the kindly health assistant pin a flower and a name tag to the top sheet, and saw the window opened “to let her soul out”.