Story Description:
Philomel|February
12, 2013|Hardcover|ISBN: 978-0-399-25692-9
It’s 1950, and as
the French Quarter of New Orleans simmers with secrets, seventeen-year-old,
Josie Moraine is silently stirring a pot of her own. Known among locals as the daughter of a brothel
prostitute, Josie wants more out of life than the Big Easy has to offer. She devises a plan to get out, but a
mysterious death in the Quarter leaves Josie tangled in an investigation that
will challenge her allegiance to her mother, her conscience, and Willie
Woodley, the brusque madam on Conti Street.
Jose is caught
between the dream of an elite college and a clandestine underworld. New Orleans lures her in her quest for truth,
dangling temptation at every turn, and escalating to the ultimate test.
With characters as
captivating as those in her internationally acclaimed bestselling novel Between Shades of Gray, Ruta Sepetys
skillfully creates a rich story of secrets, lies, and the haunting reminder
that decisions can shape our destiny.
My Review:
Josie Moraine’s
mother, Louise, began working as a prostitute in 1940 when Josie was just
seven-years-old – the same year they moved from Detroit to New Orleans. Josie says her mother isn’t the “filthy,
streetwalking kind” of prostitute and sleeps with men for “money and gifts” but
according to the “dictionary, that makes her a prostitute.” She is actually quite pretty, fairly
well-spoken and has lovely clothes according to Josie.
Their second day
in New Orleans, Louise received an invitation to visit someone and a cabbie
named, Cokie, showed up to escort Louise and Josie. They pulled up to a house on Conti Street
that was painted a pale yellow with black lattice balconies. Josie was quite taken aback with the place
and asked her mother whose house it was.
“It’s her house. Willie Woodley’s”
said, Louise. “HER house? But Willie’s a man’s name”, Jose said. “Stop it, Josie. Willie is a woman’s name. Now keep quiet!” replied her mother.
The inside of the
house was opulent, gaudy, with deep green brocades and lamps and black crystals
dangling from dimly lit shades.
Paintings of nude women hung from the foyer walls and cigarette smoke
mingled with stale Eau de Rose. Louise
and Josie walked through a group of girls who patted Josie on the head and
called her sugar and doll.
Stepping into the
next room, the first thing Josie saw was a veiny, pale, hand draped over the
arm of an upholstered wingback chair.
Her nails were glossy red like pomegranate seeds that could pop a
balloon with a quick flick. Gold and
diamonds clustered every finger. Her
voice was thick, her plantinum blond hair was pulled tight in a clasp engraved
with the initials W.W. Her eyes were
lined with charcoal and she had wrinkles fringing out from the corners, and her
lips were scarlet red. Willie made it
quite clear that she didn’t like children which therefore meant Louise and
Josie could not reside in Willie’s house with the other girls. Willie told Louise about a small apartment on
Dauphine that one of her bookies had been renting but he’d just recently gotten
himself shot and killed so wouldn’t be needing the apartment anymore. Willie told Louise to settle in and they’d
talk again at the end of the month.
By 1950 when Josie
was seventeen-years-old, she was living alone above the bookstore where she
worked. Her mother was prostituting for
Willie and had no interest in Josie whatsoever.
Josie’s big dream was to escape the Big Easy and head for Smith college
but the tuition was two-thousand dollars a year and where would she come up with
that kind of money?
In the meantime,
her mother, Louise has gotten herself involved with a man named Cincinnati who
was one bad dude. Someone you certainly
wouldn’t want to cross. Although he beat
Louise, she could look over that due to his generosity with his big money,
fancy restaurants and the best hotels New Orleans has to offer.
One day a tourist stops
into the bookstore where Louise works and purchases two books but winds up dead
on New Year’s Eve. At first his death is ruled as a heart attack until police
get word that something else is up. His
body is exhumed, an autopsy done and it’s concluded that he was murdered. Everyone in the Big Easy is on edge and being
questioned by the police. Willie,
wanting to protect Josie sends her away to her summer home until the heat dies
down. She didn’t want Louise dragging Josie
into something she wasn’t responsible for.
What Willie doesn’t know is that Josie is already involved. She took something that belonged to the
tourist that the police and dead man’s wife are now looking for and Josie doesn’t
know what to do with the evidence. What
transpires in this story will knock your socks off. I read this book in one sitting as I just
couldn’t put it down. It was the best
4.5 hours I’ve spent in a long time.
Out of the Easy is one story I won’t
soon forget. The characters are
endearing each in their own way and one in particular is an absolute doll. You’ll love this book and will want to pass
it on to friends and family, I know that’s what I’m going to do.
Ruta Sepetys’
first novel was titled “Between Shades of Gray” and if you haven’t read it, you
might want to pick it up at the same time as ‘’Out of the Easy”. Ms. Sepetys is well on her way to becoming a
well-known bestselling author and I can’t wait to read her next book.
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