THE WALLS CAME TUMBLING DOWN by Babs H. Deal

THE WALLS CAME TUMBLING DOWN

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KIRKUS REVIEW

When The Walls Came Tumbling Down of the Delta sorority house in a small Alabama college, there was the skeleton of a baby behind one of them which not only jars but jostles seven of those who had been there at the time, and who are still in Druid City, to thinking--and remembering--wondering. Joan Friday, whose older husband Bill had died and taught poetry and inspired a poem in Sandy--now married to someone else; B.J. who had spent a summer on and off the court with a glamorous tennis player before settling for a paper mill heir; Edythe, who now runs the beauty shop, Mary Alice a dress shop, etc. etc. Mrs. Deal shuttles backward and forward and shifts from one girl to another with a good deal of professional ease, keeps the reader reading to find out just whose baby it was (never quite fully explains how sorority sisters under the skin could have concealed a pregnancy), and manages to reassess youth and middle age comfortably. Group therapy of a milder sort--put your feet up.

Pub Date: Feb. 9th, 1967
Publisher: Doubleday