The third book in Letich’s barely connected Georgia book series is a fantastic summer read.

The plot is pretty straightforward: Lloyd McNeil just got the kind of news no one ever wants to hear: a brain tumor, and not much time left. He’s crushed—not for himself, but for his young son, Bishop. How can he make sure his boy has a shot at a bright future when he’s gone? Especially since he doesn’t have much to leave to him. But Lloyd’s a cop, so he crafts a plan to go out in a blaze of glory, die in the line of duty, and ensure his kid gets all the police benefits. After that set up, the story is heartwarming, surprisingly funny, and compassionate. The story is really a treatise on fatherhood. It’s about what it means to be a father, and the legacy that gets passed down from generation to generation.

Leitch uses Lloyd’s unique situation—being the son of a strict, no-nonsense Dad and, in turn, the father of an incredible kid—to really dig into the heart of fatherhood. Lloyd’s past, and especially his own Dad, are always right there with him, shaping every choice he makes.

Lloyd’s legacy isn’t just something he thinks about—it’s woven into everything he does. It’s in how he’s lived his life, how he’s raised his son, and what he dreams for his child after he’s gone. This is a story that asks: What do we owe to those who came before us, and what do we want to leave behind for those who come next?

I had no idea how Leitch was going to end the story, and when he did, it was perfect.

My favorite moments are the “The Ten Gentle Edicts of Lloyd McNeil” interludes where Lloyd shares his best life tips. I loved the one about shaving and learning how to drive a stick shift. The last one about death is so good, I want to cut it out and keep it for the future.

This is Leitch’s best book by far, and I can see why there was a bidding war for the film rights. I’m looking forward to seeing the movie.