Vulnerable, emotional, poignant, and meta-textual, I loved this novel by Billy-Ray. As always, he has such a way of taking in all the complexities of daily life and painting a picture that highlights the shit that's normally so difficult to look directly at. I want to reread this again sometime later this year. I especially felt for Jack and Mary's stories, reminding me of some ongoing personal things in my family. Blessed and grateful for this person's work.