it's about a boy who's mother is dying of cancer, and he inadvertently calls awake the yew tree in his back yard. tree says he's going to tell him 3 tales over the course of some nights and that afterwards he must tell the tree about the nightmare he's having
in between the tales he's getting visited by his father, who says he can't come live with him, and moving over to his grandmother's as his mom's treatment fails. each tale is smth the boy needs to hear. my favorite is about the apothecary and the parson. the parson preaches away the apothecary customers but then runs to him when his daughters are dying, and the apothecary tells him to fuck off (not in those words). the kid emphathizes with the parson, ofc, n the tree says one of my favorite quotes that's stayed in my brain all these years (had this book for like, 15 yrs now.): "Belief is half of all healing. Belief in the cure, belief in the future that awaits. And here was a man who lived on belief, but who sacrificed it at the first challenge, right when he needed it most. He believed selfishly and fearfully."
later, they try to treat his mom with some medicine derived from a yew tree, n it doesn't work and the boy starts lashing out n the tree says "I did not come to heal her. I came to heal you."
beautiful writing. deep dialogue. 205 pages. i cry every tiem