Perhaps this isn't how you recall William Faulkner's Intruder in the Dust. That plot summary could've been for a modern Hollywood big-screen production starring Denzel Washington as Lucas and Zac Efron as Chick. (This is why I'm not a casting agent.) But someone I know is reading this for school so I revisited this work by my favorite author.
My preference for Faulkner was met with incredulity: "He's your favorite? His sentences never end!" It's true that Intruder is written in Faulkner's well-known stream of consciousness style, some of the best of which occurs in the opening chapters.
...he didn't know how it happened, something a girl might have been expected and even excused for doing but nobody else, halfway over the footlog and not even thinking about it who had walked the top rail of a fence many a time twice that far when all of a sudden the known familiar sunny winter earth was upside down and flat on his face and still holding the gun he was rushing not away from the earth but away from the bright sky and he could remember still the tin bright tinkle of the breaking ice and how he didn't even feel the shock of the water but only of the air when he came up again.Faulkner uses his inimitable prose and his unparalleled skill at dialog to craft a tale, not necessarily of murder and intrigue, but one of men, and race, and history, and the South. Faulkner's well known quote about there being no past, that the past always being inescapably present, comes to play here. Fittingly for a high school reading assignment, young people have a role to play in resolving the South's legacy. One only need one ask oneself who's the intruder and what's this dust?