Sabbath Creek
Sabbath Creek
Judson Mitcham
Copyright Date: 2004
Published by: University of Georgia Press
Pages: 176
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Sabbath Creek
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In his highly anticipated second novel, Judson Mitcham, with plain but elegant language, creates an emotional impact rivaled only by his critically acclaimed debut novel, The Sweet Everlasting (Georgia). Sabbath Creek is the story of Lewis Pope, a fourteen-year-old boy thrust into an adult world of heartache and brokenness. When his beautiful but distant mother takes him on an aimless journey through south Georgia, the cerebral and sensitive Lewis is forced to confront latent fears--scars left from the emotional abuse of an alcoholic father and the lack of comfort from a preoccupied mother--that crowd his interior world. At the heart of the journey, and the novel itself, is Truman Stroud, the quick-witted, cantankerous owner of the crumbling Sabbath Creek Motor Court, where Lewis and his mother are stranded by car trouble. His budding friendship with the ninety-three-year-old black man is his only reprieve from the mysteries that haunt him. Despite his prickly personality and the considerable burden of his own personal tragedies, Stroud becomes the boy's best hope for a father figure as he teaches Lewis the secrets of baseball and the secrets of life. Sabbath Creek is more than a coming-of-age novel. And while Mitcham provides a nuanced look at the relationship between a white adolescent boy and a black old-timer, his second novel transcends the tired theme of race relations in the South. This compassionate, smart, powerful work of fiction touches the pulse of the human spirit. It travels from the ruined landscape of south Georgia and takes us all the way through the ruined landscape of a broken heart.

eISBN: 978-0-8203-4057-9
Subjects: Language & Literature
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  1. Front Matter
    Front Matter (pp. [i]-[viii])
  2. Part One
    Part One (pp. 1-102)

    He slammed down the hood, then elbowed me out of the way, trailing an odor of old sweat and cigars and loud cologne soured in his clothes. He told my mother he would order the part, but it might not arrive for a week or even longer. She asked him if Sabbath Creek had a place where we could stay.

    “Not really.” He squinted at her and scratched under his arm and leaned closer. “There is this place down the road, maybe a mile out of town, old nigger place, but you and your boy don’t want to stay there.”...

  3. Part Two
    Part Two (pp. 103-132)

    Nearly two months earlier, my mother showed up at the ball field, called me over and made me get in the car and wouldn’t explain. She floored the accelerator, and the tires shot sand and rocks back against the fence, where the other boys stood watching. She turned south onto the highway, passed a truck on the double yellow lines, took the next right, and the black-top dipped and hooked, and we flew into shadows and over a bridge, and the creek flashed beneath us, and I got that thick feeling that fills your throat when you’re about to cry....

  4. Part Three
    Part Three (pp. 133-169)

    Coleman’s Auto returned our car, and I told my mother that I was not leaving Sabbath Creek. I was through driving around and staying in motels.

    We argued, and then she gave up and left me alone and drove Stroud into town.

    I walked around to Stroud’s back door, opened it, and went inside. I looked in the refrigerator. There were three kinds of milk—regular milk, chocolate milk, and buttermilk. There was a pitcher of water and a carton of orange juice, a few sticks of butter, a package of bacon, a carton of eggs, and an unopened package...

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