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A gripping - and gritty - literary mystery that shines a light on rural poverty.
"Little" McCardell is doing all he can just to keep it together after the disappearance of his grandfather "Big" and the arrest of his older brother, JT. He's looking out for his younger cousin, trying to stay afloat in school, working in the town graveyard for extra cash, and in his spare time he's pining after Rowan - the girl JT was dating until he got locked up. When the cops turn up asking questions about Big, Little doesn't want to get involved in the investigation - he's already got enough to deal with - but he has no choice. Especially not after the sheriff's deputy catches him hunting deer out of season and threatens to prosecute unless he cooperates.
Soon Little finds himself drowning in secrets, beholden to the sheriff, to JT, to Rowan, and to Big's memory, with no clear way out that doesn't betray at least one of them. And when Little's deepest secret is revealed, there's no telling how it could shatter their lives.
wanderer
Rowan smells like water. I told her that once. I said, "You smell like an eddy." I was thinking of the North Fork of the Clearwater. The backcountry runs, rocks and pools, clean enough to see the trout cut to shadow.
Rowan was drinking a Monster in front of the Mini- Mart. She said, "A what?"
She'd sliced the knees out of her jeans, scissored them way back to the side, and I kept looking at all that exposed skin.
I said, "Like an eddy on the river, when you wade in. You know?"
"When I wade in?"
"To fish," I said.
She tilted her head, and the hair she'd pulled up bobbed to the left. "So I smell like a fish?"
"No," I said, "not like a fish. You smell like an eddy."She smiled, already shaking her head, laughing at me.
I said, "Messing with me, huh?"
It was last school year. I was a freshman then, a year younger than her. I'd gotten more work in the cemetery and I imagined that I'd take her out, do something nice for her. Rowan was with JT ...
Some books break us a little bit as readers; they force us to walk in the shoes of characters who are so much more than words on a page, who live in an endless mire of challenges, and who still manage to hold on to the slightest sliver of hope without even knowing that this is what they are doing. They teach us, the reader, to be a little bit better at being human. And that is the best thing I can say about Peter Brown Hoffmeister’s third novel: it broke me. The book follows Gavin “Little” McCardell through his life in Pierce, Idaho, where, for all intents and purposes, he seems to be just barely holding things together...continued
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(Reviewed by Michelle Anya Anjirbag).
There is no question that Little's life is affected by both his circumstances and the environment he lives in and the Pierce, Idaho in which Hoffneister sets Too Shattered For Mending is not a figment of his imagination, but a real place, which means that it isn't a question of if there are real teens with the same struggles that Little and his peers face, but how many. Hoffman writes in an author's note:
The people of Pierce are engaging Independent yet mutually supportive It's strange being in a town where people are generally capable of wiring their own homes, acquiring their own meat, storing up wood for a long winter, and fixing their own cars or trucks, but that's Pierce ...
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