After a long string of DNF novels (most of which I didn't even note on here because I didn't get past the first couple of pages on them), this book proved to be interesting. Ward's novel about the Starkweather murder spree across Nebraska in 1957-1958 encompassed three narrative viewpoints: Caril Fugate, Charlie Starkweather's teenaged girlfriend; Lowell Bowman, son of the rich couple slain in their Lincoln home (although Ward sets their house in Valentine); and Susan, a young girl fascinated in 1962 by the Starkweather crimes, particularly the murder of Lowell's parents. All the narratives tie in together at the end.
Ward does a good job of balancing the three views in first person, making each voice unique enough that you can tell who is who without the identifiers at the head of each chapter. She also has some absolutely breathtaking descriptions in the story, so the prose part works well. I had a harder time connecting to Lowell's sections because he often came off rather self-centered, but Susan and Caril I had no problem with. All three characters are immensely lonely...Caril falls in with Charlie Starkweather after she feels like no one understands her at home. Susan's mother walks out on Susan and Susan's father because she feels stifled by the small-town atmosphere of Valentine. Susan is left trying to understand her mother's departure and in the course of her obsession with the Bowman murders (and Lowell), she befriends the girl who lives in the house next to the Bowmans' home, just so she can watch their house and wonder about Lowell. She realizes even in the friend's home, family doesn't always mean togetherness, it can also mean feeling alone among your blood relation. Lowell's sections are set in 1991 and he reflects back on his marriage, wondering if he ever really loved his wife at all. He's also left wondering about his parents' marriage as he looks over the contents of a shoebox he retrieved from a safe deposit box. I would've liked that angle to play out a little earlier in his sections because it felt like too much time was spent on him moping over his marriage, while ignoring until the end the truths of his own parents' marriage, which set the foundation for how he viewed relationships in the future.
And here's the other issues I had with the book. Ward stays mostly true to the Starkweather case as far as timeline goes and as far as the real life names of Starkweather's victims...EXCEPT the Bowmans. The Bowmans in real life were C. Lauer Ward and his wife, Clara Ward (along with their maid, Lillian Fencl). Liza Ward is the granddaughter of C. Lauer Ward and the Lowell character is based on her father, Michael, who was the Wards' only child (he was away at school during the murders and was thus spared from Starkweather's spree). Why in the world would Ward change the names of her grandparents and her father, but leave intact the real names of the other victims? She wrote the book with her father's permission, so it wasn't done to protect either him or her grandparents. That was the first thing that kind of jolted me in the book.
The other thing was the rewrite of how Starkweather and Fugate were captured. In the book, she has them being captured on a farm outside of Valentine. In real life, Starkweather was captured after leading the cops on a chase in Douglas, Wyoming. They shot out the windshield of his car and a piece of glass cut him, making him think he'd been shot and was going to die. He then pulled over and gave up. The real life capture was much more intense than the fictionalized capture that Ward wrote and the result was a rather blah finale to the Fugate/Starkweather arc. And I don't know why Ward went with such a disappointing ending...as a true crime buff, I found it annoying as hell because you'd have THOUGHT she would've maintained historical accuracy in a book based on the real life crimes. Of course, Truman Capote took creative liberties with the facts of the Clutter murder case in "In Cold Blood", so maybe Ward chose to take liberties as well in hopes of emulating Capote.