I just wanted one page more.
I usually put myself into the character’s shoes but not this time. This time I just watched Ruby and Ephram, and listened to the backstories of Celia, Chauncey, the Reverend and everyone else…Maggie. I can only let out a good southern grunt and turn my head when I think about Ruby Bell’s story, Marion Lake, chinaberry trees and her town.
Of course, I needed to read this book while writing Pretty and finishing the Behind the Veil EP. The spirit knew I needed this book well before I came to the title of the new album. That’s how it works with me. Pretty is very much a ghost story as well. I will say though that this book could not come with me into the fall and winter because I would probably sink in to an abyss of muddy water with the shorten days, long nights and an obligation to reread each page. No one would have seen me.
Ruby made me wonder about the many untold stories in my own southern family and it made me think about why people behave the way they do and what spirit drives them. I had not gotten so close to any human trafficking story so I was educated as well. Some parts were so hard to read that I waited more than a week, reading other short reads in between chapters.
The poetry in this book just oozed & overflowed and it made me fall in love with words so much that I didn’t want the book to end. I’m a re-reader and even with the kind of sadness and exuberance the book gave me, it will be a little while before I read this book again probably because it’s heaviness. However, I would surely watch the series on Netflix. This story could very well be a horror/drama/historical fiction/suspense…..
When I came to the last page (no spoiler here), I felt an urge for hope and I pleaded for triumph. I felt hurried and wanted to press the brakes because I wanted one more page. I promise to share.
Thank you so much Ms. Cynthia Bond.