Not many books touch me with so many emotions they way this book has, and boy oh boy, this book sure touched me to no end! I knew it would as soon as I started reading it. Yes, this book will pull you right into it as soon as you start it.
This book takes place in Forest Town, Arkansas, in 1967, in the deep south where segregation was very well known for being so strong, rules for the 'whites' and 'coloreds', and the unwritten rules as well, were followed as much to a "T" as you could, but even then, that did not ensure your safety. Go outside of those boundaries, and watch out!
Alison tells us about her town she lives in and what goes on. She tells us about the typical things we have heard, seen, and know about from our textbooks in school, what we've seen on TV and in the movies, and in many photos, such as signs that state which separate water fountains were for 'the blacks' and which ones were for 'the whites', even separate bathrooms, too. Different doorways for the different people, and many more things similar to this were very strong in this area. The depth of this was hitting Alison much more strongly than ever before.
Alison, or Pixie, as she is also called, is our 18 year old caucasian protagonist. Her heart would be ripped to shreds, and she knew it would be too, the more she learned about the reality of her hometown. I don't think she was fully aware or prepared for the extent to which it was when she first finds a dead black man beat up and left for dead in the side of a river. Then, falling in love, not with her High School Sweetheart but Jimmy Lee, an African American man named Jackson. Here she is supposed to love and marry Jimmy Lee, but . . . When Alison does fall in love, and when it's 'who' she falls in love with that tears her heart apart. It tore my heart apart. We ALL have the same things inside and out, feel the same things, and there is NO difference except for our 'looks'. Looks should NEVER be so important to impact society as it has over the centuries.
She hurt so deeply, as was I, all because of a four letter word called 'hate'.
I often wonder why 'hate' overrides any other emotions in any situation and why it's so strongly remembered more so over any good? This word has always bothered me, and always will the rest of my life. Positive things are not as strong as the negative it seems, which kills my spirit at times. This broke my heart several times, as I got so emotionally invested into it.
It's a crying shame, literally, to know that human beings intentionally treated other human beings in such a disgusting manner. Why did this happen? No logical reason but that it could be done, and it was done. The sick people in power here were able to enforce it, too. (Not role models like they should have been, or that I 'hope' are today.)
Alison knows she cannot continue on with a relationship with this man . . . unless . . . you see, it's forbidden during the 1960's when things were so segregated, especially in the deep south. A crying shame, and so sad to look back at how everyone was treated. Completely wrong.
Melissa Foster has once again proven herself to us with the many diverse books she has written that she is a master at storytelling. This book is no different. Melissa Foster did a wonderful job of painting a picture of this era to perfection. The characters are alive, full of feeling, secrets, and things to sweep under the rug to try to hide them. She is able to capture all of this to a "T" with words. She made us feel as if we were living right there, alongside and a part of the character of Alison as she came of age and knowledge.
I highly recommend this book be read by all.
I received a copy of this as an ARC from the author for review purposes, and I thank Melissa VERY much! Thank you, Melissa!