I saw the word Crow so picked it up, in the Valentin bookbox

Uncle Rory has disappeared. Prentice's father thinks he's travelling somewhere, Prentice suspects otherwise and gathers bits of information throughout the book, piecing together Rory's story.

I very much liked the writing style, the intimacy (experiencing sexual relationships from the boy/adolescent/young man's point of view), it's sometimes funny, sometimes pretentious. Interesting background setting, with events leading up to and including the Gulf War (things I'd forgotten), early computers, floppy disks, Compaq... The Morse code messages in one of the final scenes were perhaps a little too much - I don't think my own body would be capable of that, in such a moment, even in my early 20s and before I had children. Quite a novel way of expressing one's emotions ;-)

I didn't like the way it kept jiggling around in time, so very bitty, with every section forcing me to stop and think about when we were. But in the end, it comes together and all the threads tie up neatly.

I'll look for more by this writer, before I go away with the crows.