The Confessions of Frannie Langton
This book was a wild ride.
It’s 1826, and Frannie Langton is on trial for the murders of Mr. and Mrs. Benham. In the fight for her life, Frannie lays everything down. It’s her story, and she will tell it how she may, all leading up to the biggest question of them all: did she murder the only person she’d ever loved?
This book was really hard to read, especially after all those MMPB, because I knew Frances wasn’t going to get a happy ending she so deserved. That’s not the kind of story this is, and it never promised to be.
By all accounts, Frances’ story is a tragedy, and not of her own making. She’s a strong woman prone to making choices everyone warns her against, but in a world where she has and is nothing, they are her choices to make. She did the best she could in her situation, even if the best is something truly horrific.
The speculation about whether or not Frances is a reliable narrator would be an interesting conversation to have, though I haven’t met anyone else who’s read this book. The story is mainly from Frances’ point of view, but she has nothing to lose, so why would she garnish the truth? This is her life, plain and simple.
As much as it hurt me (my fault, really, for hoping against hope) I did really enjoy the book. It’s one of the only 5 star reads from 2021.
Trigger warnings: racism, slavery, racial slurs, suicide, abortion, murder, ableism, addiction, adult/minor relationship, alcohol, blood, child death, colonization, confinement, drug abuse, drug use, fire, gaslighting, grief, infertility, injury, injury detail, medical content, medical trauma, mental illness, miscarriage, pregnancy, rape, sexual content, violence, vomit
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