Taylor playfully names her little foundling ``Turtle,'' because she clings with an unrelenting, reptilian grip at the same time, Taylor aches at the thought of the silent, staring child's past suffering. The unmistakable voice of its irresistible heroine is whimsical, yet deeply insightful.
A first novel, The Bean Trees is an overwhelming delight, as random and unexpected as real life.
But when a forlorn Cherokee woman drops a baby in Taylor's passenger seat and asks her to take it, she does. Taylor leaves home in a beat-up '55 Volkswagen bug, on her way to nowhere in particular, savoring her freedom.
By the time she reaches Oklahoma, this strong-willed young Kentucky native with a quick tongue and an open mind is catapulted into a surprising new life. "A lively first novel.an easy book to enjoy.Feisty Marietta Greer changes her name to ""Taylor'' when her car runs out of gas in Taylorville, Ill. "This funny, inspiring book is a marvelous affirmation of risk-taking, commitment and everyday miracles.An overwhelming delight, as random and unexpected as real life." – Publishers Weekly "This is the story of a lovable, resourceful 'instant mother, ' one who speaks, acts and learns for herself, becoming an inspiration to us all." – Glamour "Idealistic and exhilerating, The Bean Trees is a book that combines the most careful craft with a moral code that is loving and expansive." – Philadelphia Inquirer "An astonishing literary debut.For a deep breath of fresh air, spend some time in the neighborhood of The Bean Trees." – Cosmopolitan From the very first page, Kingsolver's characters tug at the heart and soul." – Ms. It leaves you open-mouthed and smiling." – Los Angeles Times "The Bean Trees is the work of a visionary. "So wry and wise we wish it would never end.The chatty, down-home audacity of Barbara Kingsolver's remarkable first novel hooks us on the first page." – San Francisco Chronicle "An extraordinary good novel, tough and tender and gritty and moving." – Anne Rivers Siddons It is the southern novel taken west, its colors as translucent and polished as one of those slices of rose agate from a desert shop." – New York Times Book Review
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