When a David Joy novel lands in my hands, I put on the brakes and crack that baby open! I recognize Joy's voice and cadence. I know his hills and the people that live out their lives among them. I'm prepared to enter the dark hearts of bad men and to find the fortitude that sustains the good ones. I already know the line between them will fluctuate.
And true to my expectations, I found grief and redemption and abiding love. I had to roll around in some muck and mud first, but I found it.