This could be a Fantasy novel, which is ironic since Alex Burkhart doesn't believe in fantasies. He doesn't believe in fairy tales. He doesn't believe in magic or hope or wonder. In fact, Alex has endured so much isolation and shame that he doesn't believe in much of anything anymore.
Then again, this could be a Mystery novel. As Alex drives north of I-75, back to the mountains of Jasper Mill, Tennessee, he doesn't realize that he is escaping the sanctimonious shackles of his mother only to ...






















