The American dream is a dream like no other. Jobs line streets of gold, vacuum cleaners and TVs sit in every house, and families gathered each night to eat hot meals made lovingly by Mom. Everything seemed perfect; an idea of Middle America that has inspired generations. But underneath every love story sits a horror so dark and disturbing that Norman Rockwell himself would spin in his grave if he ever got wind of it—a horror of family secrets and broken dreams, where things beyond the human redemption can happen even in the quietest of suburbia. This is the premise for THE MILKMAN MURDERS, a comic so thoroughly fucked up and heart-wrenching, that if you finish reading it unscathed, you probably don't have a heart. In fact, feel free to feel bad about yourself right now.