When first reading Call the Canaries Home, I immediately felt a personal connection to the story. As someone who grew up in the American South, in a family of all daughters (including a twin sister of my own), with somewhat quirky grandmothers, I found I had a lot in common with the family introduced in Laura Barrow’s debut novel.
Nearly three decades before, when the now-adult sisters were just girls, one of the twin sisters goes missing. From there, their entire family unravels. Here, in the present day, the other three sisters have spread out across the country, and none of them are close. However, when their childhood pact to dig up their old time capsule reunites them at their eccentric grandmother’s home, a photograph is discovered that provides a clue into the day their missing sister disappeared, reopening old wounds. This new challenge may be all it takes to finally fracture their family for good, or it may be just the thing to bring them all back together.
The sisters, Meemaw, the local Louisiana residents, and even the town itself quickly became like extended family to me. They are all unique, memorable, and familiar in the best way possible (though I count myself very lucky that my family never went through a similar tragedy). I hope that if you read Call the Canaries Home, you too will find the feeling that, after too long away, you’ve finally, finally been welcomed home into open arms.
—Alicia Clancy, Editor