That actually goes not just for the grief they’re experiencing, if I’m being honest. And reading it was both uncomfortable and also a bit cathartic. Every single character is handling their grief in a very imperfect, very real, way. Like, purposefully, authentically, messy. But it’s tough, as her mother deals with her grief by creating increasingly more lewd art with the shop’s taxidermied animals, her brother (Milo) mourns the wife (Brynn) that left him (the wife that is also the only woman Jessa-Lynn has ever loved), Brynn’s children are left without consistent supervision, and Jessa-Lynn herself is falling into alcohol as a coping mechanism for the loss of the father she idolized, the woman she loved, and the general bottled up emotions and relationships she’s allowed to stagnate. Per his instructions, Jessa-Lynn steps up and takes over the failing shop, trying to keep both it, and her family, from drowning. “We spent so much time looking for pieces of ourselves in other people that we never realized they were busy searching for the same things in us.”Įverything changes the morning that Jessa-Lynn Morton walks into the workshop of her family’s taxidermy shop and finds her father, dead by suicide, at his work bench…with a letter addressed to her sitting next to him.
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