Madewell Brown walked into the village on a hot, dry day in 1946. A solitary black man with one arm longer than the other, he had never found a place for himself. Never, that is, until he had painted his own history on the interior walls of his adobe house in Guadalupe.
Fifty years later, Will Sawyer s truck runs out of gas, and as he walks that same long road back into town he knows it s best to keep his eyes on the ground. But he doesn t understand the town s long history of displacement or the difficulty of truly fitting in there, until he hears the story of the dead girl found hanging...