Generally speaking, I avoid reading books that are terribly mournful and speak of suffering, atrocities and hardship. But something in the synopsis convinced me that maybe, I wouldn’t quite mind reading this book.
Prying open the pages one sleepy Sunday morning, it took me a while to get used to the appalachian slang and the characters in the book. Written in 3 sections, from 2 or more persons perspectives at a time, the tale of 4 generations of women who were born and lived on Bloodroot mountain is narrated.
Perhaps it is the curse, or perhaps someone who has had a taste of living free could never stay put in confinement for long. And so the struggle to live free and love strong is a battle to be won through the decades. Time changes all things but the determination to hold on to your faith decides whether you emerge victorious.
