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Book
The Fence My Father Built
Author
Linda S. Clare
The Review
Muri Pond had a Native-American father she can barely remember, a Caucasian mother, and a step-father she’d rather forget. Now she has two children—15-year-old Nova and 11-year-old Truman—to raise on her own, no job to support them with, an almost-final divorce, and a lot of questions about the father she never really knew who died before she had the chance to reconnect with him. So she sets out in a van into the Oregon desert with her children, almost all of their worldly possessions (include mattresses strapped on top of the van), and not just a little apprehension about what she will find in her father’s former home.
What she discovers is Aunt Lutie, a tough old lady who looks a lot like a bag lady; Uncle Tiny, who is anything but that; a somewhat dilapidated trailer home with lots of half-hearted add-ons set amid what looks like a junkyard; and a handful of pigs that Uncle Tiny treats almost like children. Her teenage daughter is horrified and wants nothing more than to turn right back around and head back to Portland—and Muri can’t really blame her. Part of her would love to do the same. Only there is nothing for them to go back to.
So instead she tries to make the best of the circumstances and help her newly found family members sort out the mess related to the land her father owned, his estate, the water rights to the creek on the property, and the lawsuit a neighbor brought against her father before his death—and to try to learn more about her father while she’s at it. In the end, Muri discovers a great deal about her inheritance and her heritage, but not before everyone in town seems to think she is the enemy who came to the area just to cause trouble.
There were parts of this story—particularly as pertains to the water rights—that got a bit redundant and seemed repetitious without advancing the storyline. But beyond that notation, the story was well written and included enough unexpected elements to keep the story interesting and free from clichés. I also appreciated the faith lesson interwoven throughout this story, because in getting to know her father (even posthumously), Muri helped fulfill her father’s dying wish—that she should come to know her Heavenly Father and love Him as he did, as well.
There were a couple of lines I just loved in this book, and I want to share them here, because it will give you a flavor for the book and the storyline. One is:
“Lutie said the devil ruled luck, that there was really no such thing, and it was just old Beelzebub dancing on your soul.”
And another:
“I didn’t really want to give up on God, although I wasn’t sure whether he cared to help humans or let them stew in their own juices.”
While neither of these quotes says anything significant about the storyline itself (so I’m not giving anything away), they resonated with me, and I thought they were very representative of the main character’s struggle to find her faith and figure out where God really fit into her life. And they were so aptly worded. They just really helped typify Clare’s writing style in this book. And they showed significant elements of the story’s main characters, as well.
If you love interesting, quirky reads that also contain an element of mystery and suspense, you’ll enjoy
The Fence My Father Built. As a bonus, you’ll get to learn more about Muri’s family history and her journey to accept the faith that meant so much to the father she never got to know while he was still alive.
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Disclosure: The reviewer received a complimentary copy of the book to review.
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