
In the opening chapter of WHEN THE WHISLE BLOWS Jimmy reluctantly slips out of the house with his older brother in the middle of the night. It’s All Hallows Eve and their destination is the local funeral home. There they learn that childhood rumors are true. The town really has a secret group ‘The Society.’ And its members include their father and oldest brother.
Each chapter is engaging as the first and all take place on All Hallows Eve. Throughout the novel Jimmy attempts to puzzle out the mystery of his father. There is a palpable tension between father and son and Jimmy’s feelings for his father are a complicated stew of frustration, anger, desire, and fear. His emotions are so sharp, reading felt like eavesdropping.
One of Jimmy’s temporary solutions is to put a distance between him and his father. At the same time Jimmy is itching to get closer to his future. He can only imagine living the life of a railroader but his father insists times are changing. And this time, Dad is right.
Railroading life is changing for good. The town is slowly dying from the loss of jobs. And only a short time after his boyhood pranks, football tournaments, and family struggles, Jimmy finds a path for his future. But before that he figures out something that matters even more, his father.
Review notes:
1. I couldn’t shake the “This reminds me of something” feeling I got while reading WHEN THE WHISTLE BLOWS. I searched my mind. But came up with nothing. Old TV shows? No. A movie? None that I could think of. Another book? There is no other book like this one. Finally, it hit me.
Life.
WHEN THE WHISTLE BLOWS reminded me of real life. The complicated interplay between family members that exists everywhere.
2. When I first met Fran Cannon Slayton. I first met Fran at a SCBWI event. My friends and I were stragglers. Not wanted to leave the informal critique groups, we hung around reading, critiquing, and talking while other groups were breaking up.
Fran found us and joined in. We asked about her work and she was initially reluctant. “I have something I want to read,” she said. “But I just read it for the other group and I’m not sure.”
“Read it,” we insisted.
She read the first chapter of the novel that eventually became WHEN THE WHISTLE BLOWS and we were mesmerized. Wow. We all gushed over it. And then it hit us -she almost didn’t read it to us because of that mean other group.
“What did they say to you?” We wanted to know so we could defend her.
Shyly Fran shrugged her shoulders. “They liked it too,” she admitted. “But I wasn’t sure.”

