There is something far too cosy about this rather cutie-pie girlhood in Alabama novel. Something rather too teen-slot about its overheated sexual longings and bad behaviour. Lena (or Arlene, depending upon who you are talking to), has a black boyfriend, Burr (a name that almost tells you all you need to know about him), but that's not the reason why she has stayed away in Chicago for ten years or more rather than go home for any holidays or Christmas dinners. Something happened when she and her cousin Clarice were teenagers (a rape and a death, or so Lena thinks).
Everything is satisfactorily brought into the open at long last and things aren't as bad as Lena imagined. The problem is Lena - whether in girlhood or adulthood, she's the same ditsy half-wit who can't really see what's under her nose. This was an okay read, especially towards the denouement when irritating things about Lena are explained. So so.