I can’t say how much I loved this book.
It was a slow liking for me at first and then somehow my thoughts were in Bois Sauvage and every minute of my train journey to and from work this week was about Esch, Skeetah, Randall, Junior, the memory of their mother, their Daddy, and those Pit boys. Especially Big Henry. Oh. Just so lovely - thank you, Jesmyn Ward!