Elegiac, celebratory, and liberating all at once, this first-person account appears to be a summing up of what was past in order to move on, as if to say, “That was how I came to be what I am, and those are the stories that shaped and bound me. Now I am free.”
The narrator is a young woman, apparently in her late teens or early 20s, recounting her life’s story. She speaks directly of the things she knows from her past, both the things she remembers and the things that she has been told by her mother. The bond between mother and daughter has been omphalic, but in the novel’s final pages, while on her own, looking into the debris of the 10-year-old fire that destroyed their home, Cedar seals up the past, using her dead uncle’s words to suggest it is like zipping up a body bag.
Peacock does an admirable job with the narrator’s voice, and the story moves in a steady stream of declarative sentences, the bare facts intimating more than is said. Cedar is born into a hippie existence, growing up in a house without running water, tethered to the laid back rhythms of parents and communal friends who are more interested in living simply and in the moment rather than in bourgeois fashion, where concern for ongoing comfort means thinking about the future.
Wrapped up in Cedar’s history is her mother’s stories about her brother killed in Vietnam and Cedar’s father, whom she finally had to leave when Cedar was only four. On a year-long road trip, Cedar’s mother finds a new lover, David, and brings him back to the abandoned home in the woods in NC. Another couple and their two children join them. The idyll lasts only a couple of years, the birth of Cedar’s half-sister marking the time when things begin to fall apart, when David takes up with a younger woman, Topaz, who’s come to live at the commune. David dies in the fire that destroys the house shortly after Topaz leaves, well into her pregnancy.
A few years with her grandparents in Georgia, then a few years at the School of Arts in NC, and then some attempt to live on her own after her mother marries and moves to Virginia. The novel’s open-ended conclusion—with its intimations of liberation from the past—occurs when Cedar, leaving her grandmother’s funeral, heads back on her own, stopping off in NC to revisit the old home site.