This was one of the best books I ever read.
The book was as much about a town as it was a love story between the two main characters, Jimmy, the narrator, and Janice. It took place in the late '60s in a tiny little West Virginian town, where everyone knows everyone and they all share a fierce and proud Polish heritage.
I absolutely loved the characters. Jimmy is a recently-discharged military man who loves his sister, his town, his church, and his booze. He's just coasting through after re-entering civilian life when he meets Janice, the much-younger friend of his little sister, who joins up a polka band with her. Jimmy's 25 and already carrying on with an ill-fated affair with a married woman, but something about Janice catches his eye. The problem? She's 15, and the daughter of some pretty strict, old-country parents.
I don't like love stories, but this one really sucked me in. Probably begins Jimmy was doing everything in his power not to make it a love story. He knew he was way too old for her, so he kept things platonic, but as time went by, he began to realize he wanted more.
Explained that way, it sounds kind of creepy, but it wasn't at all. One of the parts I liked so much about the book was, for all his flaws (fall-down drunk, uses his crazy married affair woman just for sex), Jimmy was just so honorable with Janice. I think it showed deep down, he was a really good guy--though clearly nowhere near perfect.
It was a letdown when this book was done, so I'm going to have to check out something else by Keith Maillard to see if he hits just the right spot again.