In
March 1925, probably the worst tornado ever to hit the U.S. Killed
over 700 people over three states. This novel's setting is Marah,
Illinois, where everyone in this rural town loses something – a
child, a house, a business – except the Graves family, who are
miraculously spared. The children are at home with chicken pox,
being looked after by their mother and grandmother. Paul is at work
at his lumber business. Those at home find refuge in their storm
cellar, while Paul hangs onto a telegraph pole. Their only mishap is
that their car, parked in the driveway, is turned completely around.
But the Graves family suffers irreparable damage, as the entire town, including
Paul's best friend, turns against them – the children are bullied,
those who buy lumber from Paul to re-build their homes, burn the
lumber, Mae is ostracized by her friends, and is haunted by a woman who stands across the street from their home, simply staring at the house. The Graves' have assisted in any way they can with those who have suffered, from allowing their front porch to be used as a temporary morgue, cleaning up the after-effects of the storm, making coffins, etc, but the townspeople cannot get past the fact that the Graves' lost nothing; they somehow think the family arranged this somehow, and are profiting from the losses of others.
This
novel shows how people deal with these monumental disasters, and how
the best of us can succumb to envy and bitterness. It makes one
wonder, in this day and age, what happens to these very ordinary
people after the cameras and the world's attention leaves. Would we
act the same way?