1953 Wisconsin: the Braves moved from Boston to the newly-built Milwaukee County Stadium and finished second to the Brooklyn Dodgers, Alan Ameche was named MVP for the Badgers Football Team, Brewery Workers No.9 struck six Milwaukee breweries . . . and 15-year old Evelyn Hartley is abducted on 24 October while babysitting for professor Viggo Rasmussen in La Crosse, a crime that remains unsolved. In the fifties we thought we were immune from such madness. The town I grew up in on the other side of the state from La Crosse, where the glacier shaped the land, was then one-tenth the size of La Crosse's 47,000: my parents didn't lock our doors, we had no such fears. The echo of Evelyn's abduction hadn't yet reached us. But the decade was only getting started – Ed Gein, the Butcher of Plainfield (population 680) was doing his wet work in 1957, and the Clutter family was wiped out in a rural Kansas hamlet (population 200) two years later. Not that so-called middle America had ever been immune from evil: it was always there, in the soil, hidden in the basements, the barns, the bars, the whore houses, behind closed doors of the quiet neighbors down the block.
Author Rick Harsch eavesdrops on those voices after Evelyn's disappearance, the friends, others victimized in silence, the barflies, the admirers, the haters, the tramps, the hoodlums and bad actors – that melting pot of midwest humanity from which, every now and again, evil can emerge.
Some talk about Evelyn, most do not, simply going about their lives on the periphery of this mystery. Hovering over the voices throughout the novel, though, is the ghostly presence of Evelyn. And the reader is compelled to wonder – is there the voice of a killer among them?
Beautifully crafted and highly recommended.