Darkness Before Mourning Vol. 2: Harvest of Ashes
Harvest of Ashes: vol. 2 in the Darkness Before Mourning series by Greg Perkins
December 1980 brings Jack Lewis not only the usual Christmas pressures felt by parents of young children, but a long list. He’s promised his wife to be happy this year (despite some very sad anniversaries), work is a minefield, and his mom gets sick.
“After a lifetime of not quite fitting in, I thought I knew what it was like to be out of step with those around me. Then I moved to the South. And it wasn’t just that I didn’t hunt, fish, or like either NASCAR or grits. It was way beyond that. I was three-strikes unthinkable—an atheist in the Bible Belt, a damn Yankee in the South, and a PhD in Jesse Helms’ North Carolina.”
Harvest of Ashes: vol. 2 in the Darkness Before Mourning series by Greg Perkins
December 1980 brings Jack Lewis not only the usual Christmas pressures felt by parents of young children, but a long list. He’s promised his wife to be happy this year (despite some very sad anniversaries), work is a minefield, and his mom gets sick.
“After a lifetime of not quite fitting in, I thought I knew what it was like to be out of step with those around me. Then I moved to the South. And it wasn’t just that I didn’t hunt, fish, or like either NASCAR or grits. It was way beyond that. I was three-strikes unthinkable—an atheist in the Bible Belt, a damn Yankee in the South, and a PhD in Jesse Helms’ North Carolina.”
Harvest of Ashes: vol. 2 in the Darkness Before Mourning series by Greg Perkins
December 1980 brings Jack Lewis not only the usual Christmas pressures felt by parents of young children, but a long list. He’s promised his wife to be happy this year (despite some very sad anniversaries), work is a minefield, and his mom gets sick.
“After a lifetime of not quite fitting in, I thought I knew what it was like to be out of step with those around me. Then I moved to the South. And it wasn’t just that I didn’t hunt, fish, or like either NASCAR or grits. It was way beyond that. I was three-strikes unthinkable—an atheist in the Bible Belt, a damn Yankee in the South, and a PhD in Jesse Helms’ North Carolina.”
