Inheritance: A Novel ‘It’s time to come back home,’ says Clint Conway. He is a gruff, handsome man of sixty-eight years, lounging in a hot tub, speaking over the phone to his son, Jonas. It’s early evening, the sun resting behind a grove of bald cypress that tower over the backyard. A slight breeze pokes through the muggy Louisiana air.
Inheritance
Inheritance
Inheritance
Inheritance: A Novel ‘It’s time to come back home,’ says Clint Conway. He is a gruff, handsome man of sixty-eight years, lounging in a hot tub, speaking over the phone to his son, Jonas. It’s early evening, the sun resting behind a grove of bald cypress that tower over the backyard. A slight breeze pokes through the muggy Louisiana air.