WILD HOUSES

In this adroit debut novel, several already unbalanced characters from a small town in the west of Ireland find their lives thrown into disarray by an ill-conceived kidnapping.

Anxious and depressed 20-something Dev Hendrick, whose beloved mother has recently died and whose father is semi-confined to a local mental institution, is living on the dole and occasionally babysitting a shipment of drugs or two when he’s approached by his cousins, two local drug-dealing brothers who have decided to incentivize a former comrade, Cillian English, to pay what he owes them by kidnapping, holding for ransom, and threatening to kill his feckless teenage brother, Doll. After the brothers stash the bewildered kidnappee in Dev’s basement, the only thing Doll has going for him is the existence of an intelligent and resourceful girlfriend, Nicky Hennigan, who, though she’s rapidly losing interest in him, doesn’t want to see him dead. Maintaining a tone of dark humor, Barrett deftly ramps up the suspense in a situation where life and death depend on the moment-by-moment choices of characters who have “the unreliability, but also the dangerous decisiveness, of creatures who did not understand their nature and did not care to understand it.” While focusing on one fraught weekend, Barrett takes the time to let the reader get to know the characters involved in this mess in all their complicated and sometimes heartbreaking glory. In particular, Nicky, orphaned young and essentially raising herself, stands out as someone both of the town and on the brink of separating herself from it. Without losing the plot, Barrett peppers each page with wry observations on primary and peripheral characters, including Dev’s dead mom’s “increasingly unintrepid” little dog, the kidnapper who has “a face on him like a vandalised church,” or Doll puffing on a nearly defunct joint “like he was giving it CPR.”

A pointed and poignant commentary on life on the edges in rural Ireland.