A young boy is brutally murdered in a Southern town while five people watch.
The author goes back three generations of the Wilson family to build a narrative of terror and evil.
Davis Grubb knows of evil and sweetness in the human heart as few writers understand it.
[2] An unsigned review published in Time Magazine was not so generous: At its best, Grubb's imagery is impressive and his prose is lyrical.
But his uncontrolled bombast, his near-hysterical characters, and his determination to leave no grit unhominized often make the cliché-ridden novel read like a bad parody.