"In High Hawk, author Amy Frykholm delivers a beautiful blend of the simple and the profound in a story of self-discovery and reckoning. The gorgeously-rendered small-town Midwest setting and nuanced characters are a perfect fit for fans of William Kent Krueger."—Amy Pease, author, Northwoods

"High Hawk is, at one of its hearts, a tale of two improbable love stories—one between a mother and son and another between two long separated friends. Spare and lyrical, Amy Frykholm somehow conjures entire worlds—both interior and exterior—from a few dozen words. The landscape she lays out in front of us holds deep meaning and heartbreaking secrets. The exquisitely constructed ending is one of the most poignant and satisfying I have read in years.”—Cara Wall, author, The Dearly Beloved, a Read with Jenna pick

“High Hawk starts out small, quiet, stark—with a child left on the doorstep of a Catholic priest on a South Dakota reservation in 1970—but then, with a grace as delicate and as natural as a feather, it rises above its specific place, its specific time, and soars over a windy liminal landscape, becoming a universal story of faith and free will, of community and authority, of different kinds of love, and of difficult moral choices: when to obey and when to break away, when to punish and when to forgive, when to reveal the truth and when to keep the silence. And the silence is not the same silence, for some silences corrupt and others heal, and the choices are rarely black and white—yet always the choices matter. The subtle compassion of the narrative put me in mind of the classic by Georges Bernanos, The Diary of a Country Priest, but Frykholm’s voice is all her own. Read it, and it will linger in your mind for days.”—Olga Grushin, author, Forty Rooms

“High Hawk is evocative and haunting. It is a beautiful meditation on silence and speaking, passivity and action; and on parents, and love, and the fragility of our ability to protect our children—the way that’s amplified in some communities’ lives by compounding circumstances. High Hawk leaves us with no easy answers, but feeling as though we’ve just listened to a keening, plaintive song that carries over the prairie as dusk falls.”—Arianne Zwartjes, author, These Dark Skies, Reckoning with Identity, Violence, and Power from Abroad