A terrible secret transforms a young couple’s life.
Peyton was born in a small coal-mining town in West Virginia and grew up in squalor. His mother, Abigail, was only a teenager when he was born and meanders from one man to another searching for someone to save her. Early on, Peyton pines to improve their lot, his “heart aching under the weight of a responsibility he wasn’t sure it could bear.” He loses all faith and hope, a predicament poignantly depicted by Yearwood: “Peyton’s belief in God was one long string of empty lights. When he was young, the bulbs had emanated a strong glow, illuminating his path forward. Then the bulbs had exploded under the weight of his life, and his anger and fury, and patches of darkness appeared, the string gradually growing dimmer. Until one day, without him even noticing, it went dark.” He finally finds an opportunity when he wins a football scholarship to a swanky prep school in Cambridge and befriends its privileged attendees. He falls in love with Isabelle Woods—an artsy student from the world he aspires to join. However, a childish prank threatens all of his goals. Before graduation, Peyton and his friends, including Isabelle, light some fireworks and inadvertently set an apartment building aflame, killing four and injuring others. Peyton and Isabelle disagree about their obligations. She wants to confess to the crime, and he anxiously worries about the impact on his promising future. With great intelligence and sensitivity, the author limns the contest between them and the manner in which it discloses their different characters and backgrounds. The plot dawdles, however, challenging the reader’s attention, and the conclusion—an unfortunate finale that belies the book’s restraint as a whole—seems contrived. Still, overall, this is a thoughtful, affecting tale.
A powerful, involving drama despite its lackluster conclusion.