First thoughts on "Gilead"

Along with the last Batman story ever, I got Gilead for my birthday this year (Ma and Pa Curmudgeon were trying to whittle down my Amazon wish list). I know I'm well behind the curve in reading it, but here I am nonetheless. A few dozen pages in, I very much like it, primarily because the narrator is a pastor who, after many years during which he was perhaps as crabby as I tend to be, is notably content.

It gives me hope.