Sublime

Oak.

whose supposedly random lightning strikes somehow

If you were fortunate enough to be born into a family whose ancestors directly benefited from genocide and/or slavery, maybe you think the more you don’t know, the more innocent you can stay, which is a good incentive to not find out, to not look too deep, to walk carefully around the sleeping tiger. Look no further than your last name. Follow it b

He looked old—a quality that children are among the last to notice about their parents—and

Across the road from where she’s parked, aspens tumble down the basin toward Fish Lake, where five years earlier a Chinese refugee engineer took his three daughters camping on the way to visiting Yellowstone.

his casual stride the ultimate sign of belonging.

It’s a secret she holds so tight to her chest she never notices it.

rhapsodizing

This narrator is our conduit to the novel.