I really don't know what to think of this book. So much of what the author said about his extended family felt like foreshadowing for him exploring his eventual loss of religion because of the atrocities some of them committed, but as of the publication of this book the author is still actively Evangelical. The conflict between his fervent desire to live vicariously through his bank robber cousin or actually commit crimes for the thrill of it, versus his professed religious beliefs is so wild. Finishing off the postscript with an exploration of how his previously lovingly described cousin and uncle assaulted and abused their congregations was a whiplash moment.

This was an engaging read. The pacing was just weird.