Thank you to NetGalley and Celadon Books for an early release copy

The beginning opens up Like a letter written to his now deceased son, our protoganist recounts his life as both a father and a son, with interweaving timelines and moments that you leave you feeling, don’t we all just become our parents?

A heartfelt and personal story mixing literary with magical realism of a biracial man who inherits what appears to be a plantation from the white grandfather on his mother’s side. We as readers watch the grief over loss of a son start to unravel him and I wish the main character had been written a little more like I wanted to root for. 

But it was enjoyable to watch his flashbacks, how he had fathered, or not fathered, his young son before he passed where the honesty became uncomfortable to read. The flashbacks of him fathering his son through the years, particularly after he and his wife separated were the highlights of the story for me. I wish the back of the book hadn’t explained the first half of the book as in the first 100 pages was really the book jacket. 

This is a unique story, if at times overly lofty but I encourage readers to pick it up on their own to interpret it as they will.