The Feathered Bone
by Julie Cantrell
“Feathers — no matter what size or shape or color — are all the same, if you think about them. They’re soft. Delicate. But the secret thing about feathers is . . . they are very strong.”
In the pre-Katrina glow of New Orleans, Amanda Salassi is anxious about chaperoning her daughter’s sixth-grade field trip to the Big Easy during Halloween. And then her worst fears come true. Her daughter’s best friend, Sarah, disappears amid the magic and revelry—gone, without a trace.
Unable to cope with her guilt, Amanda’s daughter sinks into depression. And Amanda’s husband turns destructive as he watches his family succumb to grief. Before long, Amanda’s whole world has collapsed.
Amanda knows she has to save herself before it’s too late. As she continues to search for Sarah, she embarks on a personal journey, seeking hope and purpose in the wake of so much tragedy and loss.
Set amidst the murky parishes of rural Louisiana and told through the eyes of two women who confront the darkest corners of humanity with quiet and unbreakable faith, The Feathered Bone is Julie Cantrell’s master portrait of love in a fallen world.
Sincere thanks to the Thomas Nelson & Zondervan Fiction Guild for providing me with a complimentary copy to read and review. Opinions and thoughts are 100% my own, and are in no way influenced by the author or publisher.
Julie Cantrell is a new author to me, but I have to say I was very impressed. “The Feathered Bone” has so many layers, that it is hard to decide where to start with this review.
The story was tough to read at times; I cannot even imagine having a child that I was responsible for disappearing into thin air, with not a single clue to say where she went, or who had taken her. It was a bit dark in places and the emotions that were conveyed were sometimes very raw … maybe not what you would normally think of in a Christian novel, but they were so real that you couldn’t help but think, “What if that were me?”
There was a moment that was a complete shocker for me towards the end of the book, and that very rarely happens in most of the books I read. I was thinking as I was reading, “That cannot be what I think it is going to be!” – but it was. Wow!
What struck me most about “The Feathered Bone” was how it showed that life isn’t always pretty and it certainly isn’t always perfect. As Christians, I think people seem to think that our lives are sickeningly sweet and that everything is hunky-dory all the time. Obviously, that’s not true; Christians struggle the same as everyone else, and sometimes horrible things like human trafficking touch our families, too.
I really don’t want to get into too much of the story, as I really think it is something you need to read for yourself. It is haunting, yet beautiful, and filled with the reality that sometimes it is hard for even the most faithful to trust in Christ, even when we know deep down that He is really the only one we *can* trust.
If you do decide to read it, make sure to come back and tell me what you thought. I am always up for a good book discussion!