She'll make it, whatever making it means, because Fay's got what it takes: beauty, a certain kind of innocent appeal, and the instinct for survival. Fay herself is sighted for the last time in New Orleans. And finally there's a strip joint bouncer who deals on the side.Īt the end of this suspenseful, compulsively readable novel, there are five dead bodies stacked up in Fay's wake. There's a crop duster pilot with money for a night or two on the town. There are truck drivers who pull over to pick her up, no questions asked. There's a highway patrolman who gives her a lift, with a detour to his own place. But help's not hard to come by when you look like Fay. She's headed for the bright lights and big times and even she knows she needs help getting there. Even in 1985 Mississippi, two dollars won't go far on the road. She lights out alone, wearing her only dress and rotting sneakers, carrying a purse with a half pack of cigarettes and two dollar bills. She's had no education, hardly any shelter, and you can't call what her father's been trying to give her since she grew up "love." So, at the ripe age of seventeen, Fay Jones leaves home. with a core as dark as a Delta midnight." - Entertainment Weekly " gifted with brilliant descriptive ability, a perfect ear for dialogue, and an unflinching eye.
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