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Carolyn Haines Tackles The Seamy, Humid Condition In Her Latest Novel
By Christine Wald-Hopkins
Touched, by Carolyn Haines (The Penguin Group).
Paper, $11.95.
TAKE A CHORUS of sanctimonious, stout Southern Protestant
women. Add a bellchoir of their daughters. Bring on stage one
high-kicking 10-year-old; her sexy, animistic mother, the old
boys in town nipping from the moonshine jar...and you've got yourself
the cast for an electric Southern story.
Carolyn Haines' new novel, Touched, takes place in pre-AC,
Prohibition-era, Jexville, Mississippi. Sixteen-year-old Mattie,
mail-ordered in to marry barber Elikah Mills, is summoned to the
birthday party of the daughter of a town dignitary. Arriving just
a little late, she walks directly into the long-standing squabble
between the church ladies and JoHanna, the town's free spirit.
The fat, chinless birthday girl is trying to gather the guests
for ice cream; but JoHanna's slender, fully-chinned daughter Duncan
is mesmerizing them with her version of the Charleston. Then lightning
strikes. Literally. Duncan is hit, but survives, somewhat scathed.
As the only one there to step in and take action for Duncan and
her mother, Mattie is seen to be aligned with them. When Mattie's
again present as Duncan begins to prophecy drownings, the die's
cast; Mattie has joined up with the outsiders.
The themes of Touched relate to hypocrisy: religious,
gender, ethical. The good Christians of Jexville backstab, compete
for souls (the Methodists against the Baptists), and see the devil
at work in the mouth of a child. (When Duncan recovers from the
lightning strike, they claim even Satan wouldn't take her. Mattie
replies that she went to God, and He sent her back with a mission.)
In this town, where the ladies pass the communion grape juice
as the men pass Tommy Ladimer's hooch, and where they hang a woman
for getting back at her husband for a lifetime of beatings, herd
mentality can eclipse reason. Innocents best beware the barber's
tools.
Narrator Mattie's role as the naive outsider allows the reader
to discover bit by bit just how nasty small, '20s-era Mississippi
towns can be. We knew that. But Mattie didn't. First we have her
"friend" Janelle confiding in her: "She said Elikah
had gone to the station to meet me with enough money in an envelope
to send me back home if I didn't look tractable and decent."
They and their husbands take a trip to New Orleans, where something
occurs that makes Mattie feel "touched by rot." Then
there's Mattie's husband Elikah, handsome but good with both the
razor and the strap. We first learn about him when a dry goods
salesgirl, helping Mattie try on a dress, looks at the backs of
Mattie's legs and comments, "You look a little young for
marriage and a little old for a strappin'."
Mattie has the same initial reaction to Floyd, the village idiot,
as everyone in Jexville except Duncan's family. But we soon see
him as a gentle- giant storyteller. As is the scandalous JoHanna,
who eschews the Methodist service for a sort of nature-worship
(and wears filmy, immodest dresses and attention-getting hats
as she drives her red touring car through town). Then there's
her daughter Duncan, confined to a wheelchair after the lightning
strike, who keeps busy dreaming of drownings; John, the Chickasaw-Mingo-Scot-Irish-Welsh
writer materializes down by the river; and Pecos, the attack rooster.
Together with Mattie, they make quite a crew.
When JoHanna helps Mattie end the pregnancy she fears will consign
her to Elikah's abuse forever, and Red Lassiter ignores Duncan's
pleas to avoid the logs on the river, this crew needs to pull
together. Because don't nobody mess with Elikah's property.
And the town's superstitious: It views prescience as pernicious.
Don't go to Touched for a literary experience. There's
not a lot of Faulkner in Carolyn Haines' writing. But she establishes
her ambiance well: This Mississippi heat is as thick and threatening
as Bubba breath. Quite a bit happens in the novel, but Haines
shows refreshing restraint in her narration. Rather than wallow
in what turns out to be pretty sordid sex and violence, she cuts
away in a manner that suits her young narrator.
It's a natural for film: You've got your sultry setting, your
good guys, your bad guys, and...you've got lots of action. Especially
after Duncan dreams those bodies in the tree.
And it's entertaining. Touched is a pool-side or monsoon
afternoon page-turner.
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