I read the title of this book and just felt the sounds of those cicadas and strong humidity. Yet for some reason, I did not expect what I read. The first chapter I felt engaged with possible happenings with the mention of the Manson Murders. I'm not all that interested in Charles Manson's cult, but the comparison of the narrators brother to them caught my interest. For some reason, I did not expect this whole level of absolute family dysfunction. I think I saw this on the book store the other day and I might just buy it or pick it up from the library.