Its proprietor, Libby Holder, is a colorful, hysterically irreverent madam known after dark as Liberty Cherish, a woman rumored throughout Corbin to have long ago murdered her husband and fed his privates to the coyotes. Working a collection of low-paying jobs, Olivia lives in a brothel masquerading as a pecan farm called Libby's Nuts.
Olivia DeLuna, for instance, is a beautifully bi-racial loner with a tragic past that she keeps rigorously to herself. Beneath its dry, dusty surface Davis finds a town rife with terrible secrets, restless legacies of love and heartbreak, and life-and-death dramas that rival his own. For Corbin, Texas is not the quiet refuge Davis expects.
Davis soon finds his life inextricably tangled with the lives of others fighting to keep their own heads above water. But, of course, there is no starting over there is only another step deeper into reckoning. He knows only that if he does not leave Houston and stop drinking, he will not live to see his late thirties. Davis has no idea of any supernatural connection between these tragedies. Years later, his first love burned to death before he could reach her. When Davis was ten, his mother drowned saving him from a boating accident. He is escaping a life of guilt and a childhood haunted by death. He is escaping much more than a 100-year flood. As Hurricane Harvey submerges Houston, Davis Payne escapes to the small desert town of Corbin, Texas. And while this is not a novel about blues music, the blues is everywhere in this story, both grounding it in history and pushing it forward in a slow, rhythmic ache. Subversively feminist and environmental, this is a novel about mothers: those we have loved and lost, those we have never known, and those who have always been there for us whether we have realized it or not. What if your childhood harbored a dire warning about your future? What if your life and the lives of dozens of others, including your future child, depended on you deciphering that warning before it is too late? Mother Blues is about the maternal relationships we never knew existed, the evil we never expect, and the redemption we never think possible.
0 kommentar(er)
