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A review by knittyreader
The Education of Dixie Dupree by Donna Everhart
5.0
I received a free copy through Netgalley, in return for an honest review.
This was one of those books I could not put down once I started reading. From the very beginning, I had the gnashing feeling that there was nothing as it should be in Dixie's life. Her parents were not rich, and her father's parents and siblings were those typical Southern US folk, but in their own way they were a loving group of people. They just did not always show it in a way Dixie's mother recognised, which was were, for Dixie at least, the problems started.
Meanwhile, Dixie grew up with a mother with moodswings, and a father who could not always cope with the problems of his own little family. When that little family crashed, uncle Ray came to help out financially. If only he hadn't wanted something in return ...
All through reading, I really felt for Dixie, but for her parents as well. The whole book breathed the atmosphere of life slipping through their fingers, and them not being able to grab it. The way this book is written, I didn't feel like reading it - I felt like watching it all happen, while feeling the sun on my skin and smelling the smells around. The story started to live a life on it's own.
This was one of those books I could not put down once I started reading. From the very beginning, I had the gnashing feeling that there was nothing as it should be in Dixie's life. Her parents were not rich, and her father's parents and siblings were those typical Southern US folk, but in their own way they were a loving group of people. They just did not always show it in a way Dixie's mother recognised, which was were, for Dixie at least, the problems started.
Meanwhile, Dixie grew up with a mother with moodswings, and a father who could not always cope with the problems of his own little family. When that little family crashed, uncle Ray came to help out financially. If only he hadn't wanted something in return ...
All through reading, I really felt for Dixie, but for her parents as well. The whole book breathed the atmosphere of life slipping through their fingers, and them not being able to grab it. The way this book is written, I didn't feel like reading it - I felt like watching it all happen, while feeling the sun on my skin and smelling the smells around. The story started to live a life on it's own.