by Tom Franklin, Beth Ann Fennelly
Publisher's synopsis: The year is 1927. As rains swell the Mississippi, the mighty river threatens to burst its banks and engulf all in its path, including federal revenue agent Ted Ingersoll and his partner, Ham Johnson. Arriving in the tiny hamlet of Hobnob, Mississippi, to investigate the disappe...
Having loved Crooked Letter Crooked Letter by Tom Franklin, I knew as soon as I saw this on the return cart that this would be a good read. I am really glad I went ahead and picked it up instead of just adding it to my never-ending Mt TBR. It's 1927 and life close to the mighty Mississippi is a rat...
The Mississippi River was home to Dixie Clay after she married her husband, Jesse. at the ripe old age of sixteen. She really didn't know anything about what he did for a living, and she certainly didn't know he was a bootlegger.THE TILTED WORLD is set in Mississippi during the flooding in the 1920...
The 1920's was a time for a great many changes, it also ushered in a tremendous opportunity for crime. Prohibition, bootleggers, saboteurs, and revenue men all have a prominent role in this book. There was also one of the greatest natural disasters to ever strike the United States which happened in ...
As the Great Flood of 1927 threatens the Mississippi Delta, Prohibition agents Ted Ingersoll and Ham Johnson arrive in the town of Hobnob, Mississippi searching for a pair of agents who have gone missing. What they find instead are the remains of a robbery gone bad and an abandoned baby. Determined ...
I grabbed the ARC of this one because of the Dennis Lehane blurb. I should've just waited for the sequel to Live By Night instead -- my favorite prohibition novel to date. This one was fine, just kind of slow moving and boring. I kept setting it down and picking it back up long enough to read ten or...
Dixie Clay woke past noon, and even waking she noted that the world sounded different from when she’d retired at dawn. As she swung her feet off the bed and into rubber boots, she looked out her window. The rain lashing Hobnob had slowed, now just fat drops plopping from greasy-looking leaves. By th...
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