I really don’t think this romanticizes alcoholism. Their drunk driving dad left them at a gas station after they refused to drive with him.
> When we talk about the drinking, Amy says, “That’s why we live on the edge out here.” The edge is familiar. The edge feels right. We have found places where the depths are close, within view, and there, with spirits near, we’ve tried to build calm lives for our own children.
I'm not exactly sure what is meant here, but as someone who is experiencing alcoholism in the family right now it's not really resonating.