As a fan of Science Fiction and Fantasy, I understand the draw of battles and decisive confrontations. But real life doesn't often play out that way. We're moved by the little things. By the sparkle in someone's eye when they talk about something they care about. By one person's easy laughter. By another's unabashed tears. Everyone we interact with leaves a mark within us. Some of those marks are indelible.

In Saint Maybe, Tyler explores the deepest meaning of family, both biological and chosen. She follows a young man who carries his choices like weights, and the children who are raised within that truth. She looks at how he changes them, how they change him… and how they all struggle to remain true to themselves.

In this quiet book, Tyler has created characters we recognize because they are us. She offers no tidy endings or easy answers. But she does show us the beauty that is possible in simply being.