The Name on the Stone

In a box of Grandpa's old things, Marie Lane finds a photograph of a young soldier smiling like the war had not happened yet.

His name is Danny Mercer. He was nineteen. He did not come home, and his name is carved on the Oakville cenotaph, where every November somebody leaves white flowers tied with navy ribbon. Nobody seems to know who.

Marie follows the clues the gentle way, through an old photo inscription, a florist's order card, and the memories of people who were children when Danny was alive, and finds a promise that has been kept, quietly, for eighty years.

A tender, hopeful story about names, promises, and the people who keep them.