Intense. Just a big, tightly wound ball of intense. I am not military but I have a lot of veterans in my family, spanning multiple generations and wars. Some are or were deeply wounded both in body and psyche.
Valkyrie “Val” Magnussen is a veteran who lost her leg and her peace of mind in Iraq. She now rides her Indian motorcycle around the country snapping photos and writing articles for Rider magazine. She can’t stay put for very long, always feeling the stress and strain of survivor’s guilt and pain. There is however one very special backwater spot in West Virginia that pulls on her for many reasons, mainly though because of a sweet and beautiful woman, Laurel Stempel, who fights personal demons of her own but who always manages to right Val’s world.
Like often is the case, it takes a near tragedy to make the two recognize the truth of their feelings. It’s not an easy book to read but worth it. Much of the backstory tells disheartening details of veterans waiting and waiting for simple healthcare and other basics. But there are joyful times and a lot of humor, too, involving friends and family.
In the end, many of my favorite moments are so quiet, a local examining a shadow box filled with a Wall rubbing of his brother’s name, a veteran friend gleefully doing a wheelie with her wife in her lap, just very distinct pictures that put me right there in the story. The restaurant and locale about as clear as you can get without seeing a photograph. FinalIy, I’m craving a hot dog with chili, a fried apple pie, and a tall glass of ice cold, chocolate milk, rocking on a porch and chatting with Gram Ree.