Following
her mother’s death, twelve-year-old Easter is forced to grow up in a hurry. She
looks after her younger sister Ruby in foster care until their absent father
Wade, a former minor league baseball player, emerges out of the blue and
absconds with them. As Easter tries to piece together the kind of trouble Wade
is in, he tries to mend their broken relationship. Meanwhile, the trio is
pursued independently by both Brady Weller, the girls’ dutiful court-appointed
guardian, and by Robert Pruitt, a mysterious and sinister man who has long
harbored a grudge against Wade. As time passes, all three parties threaten to
violently converge.
Like an eclectic
friend’s literary mix tape, Wiley Cash’s second novel deftly blends several
genres and influences. This Dark Road to
Mercy is part road trip, part family drama, part sports story, part crime
thriller, and part Southern Gothic adventure. The family dynamics read like a
dark echo of Harper Lee, the working-class North Carolina milieu evokes Ron
Rash, and the criminal stupidity and sarcastic dialogue evoke Elmore Leonard.
That Cash can weave all of this together into something not only cohesive but
taut and lean is a testament to his skill as a writer and storyteller.
At times,
however, this efficiency can be a double-edged sword. Easter is a sympathetic
and engaging character, but since we spend so much of the novel with her on the
run, the action stilts her development in a way. And while Cash’s economy
spares the reader excess, it sometimes seems like he is flinching. It’s true
that the most chilling images are often the ones we are left to conjure
ourselves, but Cash’s tiptoeing around the aftermath Pruitt’s violent rampage lowers
the stakes and neuters the character’s menace.
With so
many books bloated by minutiae and needless digression This Dark Road to Mercy is that rare read that could really benefit
from more. Still, what’s there is enough to make a lasting impression.
8/10
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