Josephine Stepwell Harvell is certainly not lucky in love, from Buddy Washer, the Arizona mistake, who got her pregnant and then got arrested trying to smuggle weed in the belly of a Santa Claus suit, to O.W., a truck driving brawler who pawns everything including her sewing machine to cover bets, Josephine knows that love isn't easy. Go Love's muddy relationships finally twist together amidst the weirdness of a southern funeral in Lonoke, Arkansas, a place where housewives string cottonmouth water moccasins from tree limbs to tease out rain, or to make a man impotent for cheating. Anything at all's possible in such a place. Just as the African women shout out during the funeral, go love is the command the novel's inhabitants must finally live by, even when life offers up a truckload of reasons to do the contrary. Even if it kills us-go love.