Wiley Cash makes a startlingly arrival on the scene with this first novel. It has the feeling of Ron Rash’s Saints at the River to me. There’s the intimate look into the culture of the Western North Carolina mountains through multiple characters’s perspectives. 

I like reading stories like these because you can look around the story instead of just looking into the story. It makes the reader feel like he or she is on a merry-go-round wondering when the layers of the story are going to stop and when the ride is going to be over so that he or she can try to understand what just happened. 

And that’s the beauty of the story. It’s a whirlwind.

You get caught up in it and in wondering what is going to happen until you suddenly find yourself on the last page and hoping that Wiley Cash is working on another book.