In Scott Davis Hendrix’s most recent offering, sixteen is anything but sweet for Justine. She gives birth to a baby who is whisked away and sold by her father-in-law. For the following 16 years, she thinks of nothing but finding that child.

“It was called the The Edge because it was on the edge of everything. It physically sat on the edge of the Alluvial plains. Where flat land meets hill country. Where plant meets pine. It rested on the edge of another world, the edge of nightmares.”