The author, while adept as translating Southern speech patterns to print, fails with "They Tell Me Of A Home." His main character is whiny and condescending, and is focused solely on himself. The novel's synopsis states he goes home and finds his sister dead, and the book will be a story on finding out how she died. The characters in the small town are characters in any small Southern town, perfect stereotypes. T.L. goes from "Why does everything happen to me?" to "enlightening" the townspeople of black history, but even that is superficial.
I would not recommend this book unless you are interested in self absorbed characters.