I was surprised by Meg Moseley’s new book, Gone South. I knew it was the story of a young (ish) woman who moves from Michigan to Alabama on an impulse only to find that, for a Yankee, fitting into a small town in the Deep South can still be a challenge—especially if she carries her great-great-great grandparents’ notorious name and moves into the actual house that they once owned. But I didn’t know I’d find a twenty-year-old homeless prodigal desperately trying to go back home. That was the part of the story that grabbed my heart.
Melanie Hamilton finds life on the road to be much too dangerous, and so, after a few years away, she returns to Noble, Alabama, only to learn she’s still unwelcome in her parents’ home. Thankfully, Tish McComb, the newcomer in town, is ready to fill her new, old house with friends. After seeing Melanie around town several times, always wearing the same clothes, she takes pity on her and invites her to move in—only to learn that the town which refuses to accept Tish because of her infamous name now also rejects her for the company she’s keeping.
I wasn’t able to anticipate how this story would unfold, and so, I became quite engrossed in learning the fate of its characters. Even Daisy, the Maltese dog, struggled to feel at home. If you’ve ever felt like an outcast, this book has a message for you.
I thank Waterbrook Multnomah Publishers for sending a complimentary copy for this honest review.