Ever since he published The Firm in 1991, John Grisham has remained the undisputed champ of the legal thriller. With A Painted House, however, he strikes out in a new direction. As the author is quick to note, this novel includes “not a single lawyer, dead or alive,” and readers will search in vain for the kind of lowlife machinations that have been his stock-in-trade. Instead, Grisham has delivered a quieter, more contemplative story, set in rural Arkansas in 1952. Its harvest time on the Chandler farm, and the family has hired a crew of migrant Mexicans and “hill people” to pick 80 acres of cotton. A certain camaraderie pervades this bucolic dream team. But its backbreaking work, particularly for the 7-year-old narrator, Luke: “I would pick cotton, tearing the fluffy bolls from the stalks at a steady pace, stuffing them into the heavy sack, afraid to look down the row an
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